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David Lynch movies are not just terrible but interminable, which is what makes them works of genius: at various points people who ultimately can’t stand how slow paced and dreadful these bizarre slogs are will renew their interest in them, only to abandon them after a few weeks

Painful, throbbing banality that tricks the smart set into periodically claiming it is brilliant, even if they can’t finish them and can barely remember the point of the major set pieces in Wild at Heart, Blue Velvet, and (especially) Twin Peaks, which briefly went mainstream

Great stuff, truly, and the best way to package bland Americana, cliched dialogue, and alienating sound editing...there seems to be no demand for this stuff, and yet, from time to time, there is

Lynch films to me are capsules to deliver particular scenes that you just can't shake. In those particular moments you feel like the guy has a demonic understanding of consciousness, are you sure you want to know this, etc

David Lynch delivering his own lines in a 1940s sounding monotone gets us real close to his true vision