I admire David Lynch for many reasons. I loved Mulholland Drive. He’s a role model of mine. But this! This shot-on-cheap-video, rabbit-head-wearing, mind-bender confused the hell out of me. And I resent it that Lynch won’t explain what it is, or what he was going after. I can’t recommend it. Although Laura Dern was a good sport and went along with whatever it was Lynch was doing. You’ve got to hand it to her.
Lynch would like to claim that it’s like an abstract painting. That you can’t explain it. But movies are a temporal art form (McKee) and making somebody sit there for three hours means you need to be clear about what the hell’s going on. Even if clarity means it’s not SUPPOSED to be clear. Am I being clear?
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