Went to the Carolina Theatre tonight to see The Man Who Fell To Earth, the 1976 film adapted from the Walter Tevis novel. I've seen the film before, but the lure of a fresh-struck studio print was too strong to resist, and as the soundtrack was never released it was nice to hear again. (There was a lot of clipping and distortion, which I'll tentatively blame on issues with the print until I see another film in Cinema Two to determine if the I-thought-they-renovated-the-sound-syste
Liked the Auden reference early on of the poem something amazing, a boy falling out of the sky, and noted the titular character's multiple television watching as a possible precursor to Ozymandias in Alan Moore's Watchmen.
* The Skin I Live In - Almodovar. Not a big fan of his work, but after reading Robin D Law's blogpost about the film being steeped in the horror tradition this morning I am now more interested in seeing it.