As a huge Bowie fan, I knew that I would expect a lot from this film, but that a film about Bowie without his music was bound to be a disappointment. Nevertheless, I tried giving this film a chance, and watch it with as much neutrality as possible. But oh no, this was painful and I would go as far as to say, disrespectful to Bowie. They portray him as an empty, bumbling fool with not much to offer but a dress, and endless renditions of a Brel song. You cannot keep implying how much of a misunderstood musical genius David is, when you don't get to hear any of his music or get a glimpse of his intellect, eloquence and charm. The acting is awful, the pace is awful, the wigs are awful. Why even bother?
Review of Stardust
