The Man Who Fell to Earth

Close encounters of the whacked-out kind.

David Bowie self-destructs quite elegantly in this haunting tale of an ET corrupted by the inhabitants of the water-rich planet he’s visiting.

He’s come to save his own home, which is in the midst of an epic drought, but falls victim to the lure of television, alcohol, and sex.

Harassed by the government, which kidnaps him, then pokes and prods him into oblivion, our man from the stars grows increasingly melancholy as Nicolas Roeg’s film unwinds.

Dreamy and trippy, this is a beautiful bummer, proof not all alien invader movies are the same.



“You remind me of the babe.”

David Bowie crafted some of the best music to ever tickle ears, and yet, when it comes down to it, you know this is what most people think of when his name pops up.

Good thing it’s a fab fantasy, a slightly-twisted, music-filled tale of The Goblin King making off with a human baby, before being challenged by the kid’s plucky sister.

Jennifer Connelly holds her own against Bowie – and all the wild ‘n woolly puppets crafted by Jim Henson’s Creature Shop – proving she’s not as bad a babysitter as we first thought.