i must see this movie.

[chronovore]

You know a lot more than you think | The Japan Times Online:

A man and a woman are glimpsed, in murky black-and-white images, in a Polish hotel room, their faces mosaiced out. "You want to fuck me?" she asks. "Shut up and take off your clothes," he answers. "I'm frightened." she says. Cut to full color and a girl wrapped in a red sheet, crying, and watching TV. Enter into her television; it's a strange, twisted kind of sitcom with three human-size rabbits sitting in a queasily colored 1950s-style living room. Their conversation consists of nothing but cryptic nonsequiturs: "Who could have known?" "What time is it?" "I'm going to tell them some day." Each utterance is met with raucous canned laughter. One rabbit walks out the door on the set; he enters an ornate room where two Polish thugs are having a conversation, and then he disappears.

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[jjgalahad.livejournal.com]

Huh. Intriguing. If I can find it outside Japan, I might give it a whirl.

I liked Lost Highway, Mulholland Drive and Blue Velvet to varying degrees. I was not so big on Wild At Heart, despite the Chris Isaak soundtrack. Even so, a bit of epic Lynchian WTF-ery might be just what I need lately to get out of my own head.

[chronovore.livejournal.com]

I was iffy on Wild at Heart, too. I'm still baffled by the ending's unreasonable closure, and am still occasionally jarred by visions of Dafoe's demise.

Haven't seen Mulholland Drive yet.

[jjgalahad.livejournal.com]

I was just mad that they ruined "Blue Spanish Sky" for me. I still can't hear that song without imagining William Dafoe whispering "Fuck me, fuck me" over the bridge. The whole movie was just a bit too wispy for it's own good.

Mulholland Drive was the first Lynch film I ever saw. I keep meaning to rewatch it. I liked it quite a bit, and even a tad better than Lost Highway, despite the fact that Lost Highway's plot made a lot more sense. Perhaps I am just a sucker for lesbians and amusing cowboy mob bosses.

[ferricide.livejournal.com]

ah. inland empire. i have a feeling it will be fail, but interesting fail. if i can just free my mind of the craving for narrative (not easy for me) then maybe i'll dig it.

[chronovore.livejournal.com]

You mean "fail for you" or "fail financially"? I suspect it will not fail financially, though Lynch seems to have entirely given up on appealing to a mainstream audience, for which I am very happy.

[ferricide.livejournal.com]

i mean it will be an unwatchable pile of shit, to put it in the most uncharitable terms.

but also from the commercial perspective, in even the most limited sense, it's over three hours and he's touring it himself, produced it himself. laura dern doesn't even know how many characters she played. it's not a movie that can ever get a wide release. even an arthouse one, really. my expectation is of an elegant disaster.

i am not a big lynch fan, so when he starts getting really lynchy, i start to roll my eyes, and this is like the lynchiest thing ever.

[sdemory.livejournal.com]

I'm definitely in need of Inland Empire. The fact that he folded bits of Rabbits into the thing makes it look even more like it'll be made of pure win.

[chronovore.livejournal.com]

What's "Rabbits"?

[sdemory.livejournal.com]

Oh, you'll see.

[evil-genius.livejournal.com]

saw it.
I was supremely disappointed.

[chronovore.livejournal.com]

As in, "more disappointed in this movie than any other instance of being disappointed"?

[evil-genius.livejournal.com]

well I've seen mulholland drive and twin peaks.
We've got lost highway on DVD but have yet to watch it.
I used to think David Lynch was operating on another level from other directors and that none of us have a chance of ever truly understanding him due to his genius.

Now I realize he is simply incapable of creating a consistent vision of a movie. His only genius is in continuously convincing us that there is actually something to possibly understand in the tripe he pedals.

Much like the difference between a Pollock and simple paint splatters is in the explanation. It is the same with Lynch's disconnected streams of celluloid.


I'll not be suckered into wasting another minute of my life on any of his work.

[chronovore.livejournal.com]

That's pretty disappointed.