MOONAGE DAYDREAM

In a film landscape brimming with documentaries and biopics, it's been a long time since any exploration of an artist genuinely felt as interesting at their subject matters often are – and even longer since any filmmaker has appeared up to the task of tackling the life and exploits of the late and great musical chameleon David Bowie. Not only is Brett Morgen's ('Jane', 'Cobain: Montage of Heck') new cinematic odyssey 'Moonage Daydream' an answer to that call, it also presents an innovative new way to explore the minds of our most creative stars. If it sounds as though I'm being hyperbolic, it's because 'Moonage Daydream' simply has to be seen to be believed.

It's a curious – and certainly ambitious – thing to even try to explain Bowie, a man who defied explanation his entire life, within the confines of conventional filmmaking - and as such, Morgen appears to throw out the rulebook entirely. In a move rarely seen in documentaries, it is Bowie himself who through archival footage, sound bites and interviews, narrates the entirety of 'Moonage Daydream', save for some archival interviews with fans and news headlines. Morgen's film sees his directorial approach appear as that of an editor instead, compiling and ordering findings from his unprecedented access to Bowie's estate to pull together a complicated and intricate telling of the many phases of the artist's life and career. Often-uninterrupted live performances of some of Bowie's greatest hits followed by his own poignant observations about his life make 'Moonage Daydream' feel simultaneously like an extended music video and the best museum exhibition you've ever seen. Also gone is the need for a chronological story; rarely are the images of Bowie synced with the music he was making at the time (and rarely are the songs we hear Bowie's most popular works), touchingly implying that even if Bowie himself felt in a constant state of metamorphosis, what the world saw was a fascinating, singular man who remained unabashedly himself.