And it kicked off a lifelong obsession with David Bowie. I own a cd version of every David Bowie album (even rare stuff, like the German version of "Heroes", "Helden"). I own almost every movie Bowie has appeared in, ranging from "Gunslinger's Revenge" (where Bowie adopts a heavy southern accent) to musical about race relations in Britain, "Absolute Beginners" (a movie so English, you have to use subtitles to understand what they're saying).
I love David Bowie so much, it has extended into a disturbing tendency for me to crush on any British actor who is way too old for me. Sure, Christian Bale is hot. But he's got nothing on Hugh Laurie, Alan Rickman, or Anthony Stewart Head. (House, Snape/Hans Gruber, and Giles from "Buffy", for the uneducated.)
This is all to say, please understand that I take the accusations I am about to make against "Labyrinth" very seriously. For all I love it and have it memorized back-to-front, it is a seriously messed-up movie that no child should ever be subjected to. For instance:
