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I don't ache for the days back when Snickers were called Marathons and nobody knew you shouldn't make school dinners exclusively from hydrogenated trans fats. But there's a film which, for a lot of us, is more than just a fond memory.
A film which, if we under-forties can experience nostalgia, is our generation's Proustian ticket straight back to childhood.
When Sarah first meets Jareth, he performs some lacklustre close-up magic and fiddles with his balls a lot.
Anyone will tell you that's not a stellar beginning to a courtship.
I get the feeling the he really enjoyed making this film.
The soundtrack is excellent and "As the World Falls Down" is quite hauntingly beautiful ('though I have to agree with an earlier reviewer that the ballroom sequence in which it was played did slow the action down a little - but it was a visual feast).
One thing's certain, had Jackson been cast in a role requiring him to kidnap a baby boy then spend the rest of the movie thrusting his pelvis at a fourteen-year-old, we'd be watching as the reason he accepted the role, but I prefer to imagine that, still relatively fresh from the excesses of the seventies, his manager just dressed him in that get-up and pushed onto set without him ever noticing he was in a film. " thinks Bowie, looking around, "That'll be Tuesday, then." The Jareth costume he wears in is more or less full-on panto, from the tights to the pointy collar and pointier eyebrows.
When the under-forties think they're experiencing nostalgia, he said, they're just remembering stuff. While it might make for a decent pub chat, the loss of hasn't left me with any inconsolable yearnings.I haven't left myself nearly enough room to express everything that's impressive about the film's artistry (damn my indulgence for rubbish jokes about Bowie's package).Suffice to say, the design, puppetry and script are imaginative, funny, intricate and just plain lovely.The teenager Sarah is forced by her father and her stepmother to babysit her baby brother Toby while they are outside home.
Toby does not stop crying and Sarah wishes that her brother be taken by the Goblin King.
For over thirty years, Jim Henson's 1986 is down to one man: thin, white diamond dog from Mars, David Bowie.