oswald hobbes’s review:
David Lynch has gone on to make weirder, more interesting movies than Blue Velvet, but his control on this one - generating suspense, building to a payoff - is more masterful than anything he made before or after. The mistake people make about Lynch is assuming that he's creating weirdness for the sake of weirdness; I believe it's a much deeper game. Blue Velvet systematically dismantles your critical armor by injecting the nightmarish surrealism of Eraserhead into a daydreamy small-town milieu; you're on solid ground until you're not. One of the most primally terrifying movies of all time.