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Now I understand why David Lynch dislikes any film experience other than the theater.
I had the unique pleasure of seeing this in a theater last night. Not since the first time I saw Eraserhead has it disturbed and excited me this much. Eraserhead's inky blacks combined with the surrealistic images and a palpable foreboding atmosphere creates beautiful concoction of dread. Still, I am no closer to understanding this movie (Is it about parenthood? Family? Sex?), but that doesn't matter much. Eraserhead feels more like a nightmare or an experience rather than a film and just taking in the air of it is enough for me.