billthekirk musings

 written  September 23, 2022 If I were to describe #moonagedaydream in two words, I'd call it beautiful chaos. The movie is not a movie at all really, but almost dream-like and a journey of light, music, sound, images, colors, and a peek into an extraordinary man's life from youth to death, as he constantly reinvented himself over time through music and art...becoming in effect a work of art that we can still admire today. I honestly was left feeling a sense of loss and sadness because I did not grow up knowing enough about David Bowie...I knew of him later in his career, through the movie Labyrinth, a few songs in the 80s and through the group Duran Duran who cites him as an influence. To see his life though...presented this way...with a breaking down and reimagining constantly...flowing over itself like a wave through time...with recurring images sort of chaotically put together into a fascinating display (that is almost like a musical score) really challenged my senses....

  I went to see Priscilla and was very much moved by it. I feel like I have, in my mind, idolized Elvis Presley and ignored any topic about his wife, Priscilla. How she met Elvis at such a young age, her life in Graceland and her times apart from him, how she felt clamped down and forced to be a certain way without her own freedom...all of these topics I felt were delicately and respectfully portrayed. It brought up all kinds of questions and thoughts in my mind too...particularly about the possibility that she was groomed at a young age. How being so young made her in a prime position to be controlled into being Elvis's trophy wife. I got the impression too that there was a level of emotional immaturity that she didn't have that left her with inadequate tools to recognize that she was being controlled and even emotionally abused at times by Elvis. Further, thoughts about 'having everything' but 'still being unhappy' crossed my mind several times during th...