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meancre​ek

23Jan12

David Lynch never fails to amaze me. With every film he makes, he pushes the boundaries and structure of film even further. Most films seem to require a narrative or a realistic structure for them to work, but Lynch films don’t. In fact, If I saw one that had a regular structure, it’d baffle me. The beauty of Lynch’s films is the mystery at the forefront of the plot. In each and every one, whether they are classed as a horror or not, there is always an overgrowing and tight grip on the surrealistic and terrifying theme. Lost Highway features Lynch’s regular dark, ambient sounds which amplify the film higher and higher throughout the course of the movie. The writing is also very strong, and we transpire and communicate through it. The acting is almost there. I personally think that Bill Pullman pulls off a strong performance, and to an extent so does Patricia Arquette, but that doesn’t matter all as much as you’d expect. As stated earlier, it’s David Lynch’s terrific and unique direction that mountains over and shields the film from being affected, even in the slightest of way. Most critics were against this film, but I don’t understand why. It shows the slightest of comparisons to Lynch’s debut masterpiece; Eraserhead with the ambient sounds and of course Jack Nance’s minor appearance (he plays the garage mechanic, Phil). And if these similarities are there, then how can they hate it? Eraserhead was quite possibly the strangest and most surreal picture to ever be made. Well, at least of what I’ve seen.

  • Currently 5.0/5 Stars.

Juan C.P.

16Mar08

Mystery Man: We’ve met before, haven’t we.
Fred Madison: I don’t think so. Where was it you think we met?
Mystery Man: At your house. Don’t you remember?
Fred Madison: No. No, I don’t. Are you sure?
Mystery Man: Of course. As a matter of fact, I’m there right now.
Fred Madison: What do you mean? You’re where right now?
Mystery Man: At your house.
Fred Madison: That’s fucking crazy, man.
Mystery Man: Call me. Dial your number. Go ahead.
[Fred dials the number and the Mystery Man answers]
Mystery Man: [over the phone] I told you I was here.
Fred Madison: [amused] How’d you do that?
Mystery Man: Ask me.
[Fred remembers the anonymous video tapes]
Fred Madison: [angrily into the phone] How did you get inside my house?
Mystery Man: You invited me. It is not my custom to go where I am not wanted.
Fred Madison: [into the phone] Who are you?
[Both Mystery Men laugh mechanically]
Mystery Man: Give me back my phone.
[Fred gives the phone back]
Mystery Man: It’s been a pleasure talking to you.

Mr. LYNCH, I LOVE YOU.
Please don’t ever die.