If Inland Empire is David Lynch’s fentanyl, Wild at Heart is weed. Your perfect gateway drug.
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If Inland Empire is David Lynch’s fentanyl, Wild at Heart is weed. Your perfect gateway drug.
This is messed up and absurd and the best thing I’ve seen in theatre this decade.
A film about rather normal people experiencing rather normal problems. Keyword here being rather.
Almost 50 years ago, David Lynch had already understood that normal life is surreal.
The real American dream is discovering evil next door and still getting to sleep in your own bed.
This is not a good movie, exactly. It is a classified document from the last year cocaine was allowed to make creative decisions.
The scariest thing about Vivarium is that it ends. The life it's describing doesn't.
Hokum is too crowded to become a nightmare, but weird enough to make you suspicious of continental breakfast.
Some monsters should stay dead, especially when resurrection only proves they were scarier before they had mythology.
The cruelest thing about growing up is not that your dreams die. It’s that they start asking you for rent.
Tom Cruise, Tony Scott and Jerry Bruckheimer are not subtle men, but they can make you feel stuff.
