So every day she looked to the Sky. Maybe they would find her, maybe they wouldn't. The Sky had already saved her once.

A few years back I stumbled across a film called SAINT (or as it known in the Netherlands, SINT). First of all, you have to understand that the Europeans often have very strange thoughts on holiday characters. Just look at RARE EXPORTS. This 2010 Dutch film is about Sinterklaas, who is a little bit like Santa Claus except he has blades on his staff and he comes in the middle of night to murder people. The tradition dates back to 1492 when a corrupt Bishop was killed. The people in the town don't realize the history of the celebration and so they dressed as Sinterklaas and his army of murderous ghosts known as the Black Peter.

GROWING UP, MY FAVORITE BOOK WAS “OUR UNIVERSE,”

aka “National Geographic Picture Atlas of Our Universe.” It was full of all sorts of maps and pictures of all our planets and orbits of comets an different space satellites. However, what I remember most was at the end, a whole section was dedicated to fantasizing about what life might look like on another planet.

I’d like to think the debates that followed PRIMER and LOOPER had their precursor in the audiences of BERKELEY SQUARE.

The reason I programmed SPIRAL one minute after watching it is that I have felt for most of my life, just as helpless as Malik does. This film capture that. And that was all by minute 45…

Back in 1947, something completely unremarkable happened. Our tiny little insignificant planet was visited by an interstellar voyager.

I think one of the things I subconsciously appreciated the most about the artist was the way he often took on a female voice in his songs, singing from a perspective that was rarely heard in rock and roll. His was an ambiguous, androgynous, amorphous sexuality in the same way David Bowie’s had been in the decade prior.