I had not previously seen The Man Who Fell to Earth (1976). Something about the description on the back of the VHS box I used to consider made me pretty sure I knew what this movie was going to be, and... I was about half-right. It's an innocent-comes-to-earth-and-reveals-we're-kind-of-lousy-because-of-how-we-treat-him movie. There's less in the way of sexual misadventures for our alien than I was expecting. And a huge lack of actual David Bowie music, which I just wrongly assumed would score the movie.
Honestly, this wasn't really my cup of tea. Not terrible, but I feel like I've seen this story done before and with both more narrative economy and with more focus. Bowie himself is actually pretty good. I'm just not sure this movie was as good as it thinks it is. But it's also a product of it's time, and it's a necessary stepping stone that pushed sci-fi a bit further in cinema.
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