Okay, let's talk about The Man Who Fell To Earth. You know, that 1976 flick with David Bowie? Prepare yourselves, folks. I might have some... *opinions*.
Everyone always says it's a "groundbreaking sci-fi masterpiece." Are we sure we watched the same movie? I mean, it's *certainly* unique.
Is it just me, or is it a bit... boring?
Don't get me wrong, Bowie is fantastic. He's otherworldly, even when he's just staring blankly. But a beautiful alien staring blankly for two hours doesn't necessarily make for gripping cinema.
The plot meanders like a lost tourist. It's about an alien, Thomas Jerome Newton, trying to save his planet. He needs to build a spaceship and...drink a lot of gin?
Seriously, there's so much gin. It makes me wonder if he wasn't just having a prolonged existential crisis.
The symbolism! Oh, the symbolism!
I'm sure there are layers of meaning hidden in every frame. Something about consumerism, isolation, and the corruption of humanity. But honestly, I was too busy trying to figure out what was happening to unpack all that.
Maybe I'm just not intellectual enough. Or maybe the movie is trying a little too hard to be profound. It's like it *wants* to be studied in film school.
And the pacing? Slower than a snail stuck in molasses. You could probably knit a sweater during some of those scenes.
The '70s were a weird time.
Let's be real, a lot of experimental stuff came out of that era. I respect the ambition, I really do. But ambition doesn't always equal entertainment.
The movie definitely has a dreamlike quality. Sort of like a fever dream you have after eating too much cheese before bed. Vivid, strange, and ultimately, a bit unsettling.
Plus, there's the whole Candy Clark storyline. She's fine, but their relationship feels… forced? Like, "Oh, I'm an alien. I need to learn about human things. Let's have some awkward intimacy!"
Unpopular Opinion Alert: It's Overrated.
I know, I know. Sacrilege! But hear me out. Just because something is visually striking and features a rock icon doesn't automatically make it a masterpiece.
There are plenty of other sci-fi films from that era that are actually engaging. Like, you know, movies where things *happen*.
Look, I'm not saying it's a *bad* movie. Just… not as amazing as everyone makes it out to be. Maybe I needed more gin to fully appreciate it?
Perhaps the problem is that my expectations were too high. Everyone raves about it, so I was expecting a mind-blowing experience. Instead, I got a stylish, slow-burn drama with a sad alien and a lot of alcohol.
So, if you're planning on watching The Man Who Fell To Earth, go in with an open mind. And maybe a bottle of gin. You know, for… research purposes.
Don't hate me. What do you think? Am I missing something? Let me know in the comments!
