The highly-requested cult classic Velvet Goldmine (1998) finally graces our basement screen for the finale of our month of stars and wannabes chasing and being undone by fame in the nasty world of showbusiness.
From iconic queer director Todd Haynes (Carol, May December), and starring Ewan McGregor, Christian Bale, Jonathan Rhys Meyers, Toni Collette, and Eddie Izzard, Velvet Goldmine sees a fictionalised take on David Bowie and his compatriots pitched against a glittering backdrop of glam rock and bisexual chaos in a beautiful example of a director run amok, as self-indulgent as it is sensational.
With lush costumes by Sandy Powell (The Favourite, Gangs of New York), and a soundtrack chock full of bangers by the likes of Roxy Music and Placebo, this is a classic as it demands to be seen; big, loud, and surrounded by friends.
Come for Ewan tarted up as a dreamy cross between Iggy Pop and Kurt Cobain, smearing himself with oil and glitter, then stay for a whirlwind tribute to the music that defines us, and that we carry into our adult years long after the hedonistic glow wears off.
Find us downstairs at Dalston Superstore for an unmissable night at the movies.
For once, there was an unknown land, full of strange flowers and subtle perfumes; a land of which it is joy of all joys to dream; a land where all things are perfect and poisonous
Subtitles will be displayed throughout the film.
Seating is a mixture of benches, backed chairs, bar stools, and floor space, and is first come, first served.