I grew up watching The Labyrinth almost once a day. David Bowie has always been The Goblin King for me. :)

Man Who Fell to Earth was on the Tee Vee on Saturday night. It was just as flawed as the 1st time I saw it, but Bowie looks super cool in his Pierre Cardin get ups.

Candy Clark's histrionic performance has not aged well. "But I want Tommy!" Yeesh.

Thanks for writing this.

I remember watching Man Who Fell to Earth in high school - very trippy, though I haven't seen it since.

I watched The Hunger when it came out, a bit slow, but it's aged well. It was fun to see him in Into the Night, but he was on screen so briefly.

Labyrinth was fine, could do without all the synthesizer music, but my sons love it.

Man, Bowie in The Prestige was just captivating. Wish he would have been in Doctor Who, Star Trek, and others - he was so into science fiction, and was such a commanding presence on-screen.

"he played Andy Warhol in 1996's Basquiat"
He was so good. For a long moment while watching that film, I thought it WAS Andy Warhol.

He played an assassin in the overlooked John Landis caper Into The Night, where he fights Carl Perkins to the death. Perhaps some kind of wry commentary on old rock vs. new, although Bowie was already a veteran rocker by that time.

I'm surprised you overlooked Merry Christmas, Mr. Lawrence. Great film, Bowie is great in it.

"Absolute Beginners"

Like many a big fan of Bowie, but can I say that in the social media age whenever a cult-figure celebrity dies I brace for the tidal wave of "more-butt-hurt-grieving-over-someone-I-didn't actually-know-than-thou." First time I really noticed this was Joe Strummer; Bowie's been no exception. It's as if there's some sort of contest over who can suck the most air out of the room getting half-hysterical with comments like "he was the biggest influence in my life, a father to me" (to which one can't respond wow that's fucking pathetic), and "the world will never be the same, always a sadder place." The one-upmanship wherein douchey people flog each other in escalating wars of minutiae make me want to stick a fork in my eye. I hate that it brings out the contrarian in me, makes me want to issue a little faint praise and maybe post that abysmally horrid "Dancing in the Streets" video with Mick Jagger. And god forbid you say something like "he made far more interesting than average pop-media, pushed gender-norms, and had a good run, far better than nearly anyone else on this planet, lived an enviable life of earned privilege so why be so sad about someone you didn't actually know who lived a long successful life and died a senior in the loving aura of his real family? I do like Bowie a lot (like millions of others - that's what a pop-star is), but essentially just want his death and the contingent choir of screeching (in the British sense) twats to go away at this point.

@9: I was genuinely emotional about his death - it surprised me. I'm glad we had just one day without the impatient cynicism you're displaying.

Bowie's importance to 1,000s and 1,000s of transitions into adulthood (mine, my wife's, probably not yours), cannot be overstated. That's why we're mourning. Maybe you should turn off the internet for a couple days.

As Colin Morris in Into the Night.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q5aifxF4…