Stardust appears to chronicle the period of 1972-1974, when David Bowie assumed the persona of Ziggy Stardust, which considering how theatrical he was throughout that period seems particularly cinematic.

Though for a moment let’s go to me growing up in, where it was not uncommon to see posters for Bowie’s The Man Who Fell to Earth in the subway, which lead to me listening to his music (I was less interested in the Ziggy Stardust period than the music that came later, like Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps), Diamond Dogs, Station To Station, Let’s Dance, etc).

For me there’s always been a mystique of sorts around Bowie, and this movie feels as if it’s trying to ground him, which feels like the opposite, the antithesis of what Bowie was about (especially during that period of his life).

And I’m also not quite sure if Johnny Flynn (Lovesick) is the right choice for the role. Flynn is a good actor, but having seen Lovesick – currently streaming on Netflix! – every time his Bowie opens his mouth I hear Dylan (from Lovesick).

And not that anyone asked, but before Lovesick was called Lovesick, it was known as Scrotal Recall (a much better title).