Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me

Twin Peaks: Fire Walk with Me ★★★★½

I watched this a couple hours ago, and I still don't feel like I've recovered emotionally.

That final shot, the way Angelo Badalamenti's score simultaneously manages to make you uncomfortable and want to sob for the rest of your life, Sheryl Lee's capital-P Performance as Laura Palmer, Lynch's haunting imagery; it all comes together to create the movie equivalent of a sledgehammer to the heart. There's so much I want to think about, so that I can put it together and understand it all, yet deep down I don't think any of that matters. Because the point of this movie isn't to figure out what's going on like in, say, Mulholland Drive, but to experience the fall of this character; to learn more about who she was, what her life was like, and how everything in it ended up tearing her apart. You FEEL like you're watching a girl die on screen, and god help you if she reminds you of anyone in your life (as was the case for me). Fire Walk With Me is David Lynch's most depressing, nightmarish film, and I haven't even seen most of his filmography. Nothing I've seen comes close to being this angry and self-destructive; movies like Requiem For a Dream, while haunting, lack the deep dive into the person that makes this movie get deep under my skin and refuse to leave. After watching it, all I wanted was to get out of Twin Peaks, to escape into one of Lynch's other worlds; because after getting through this, I don't think any of those would seem all that bizarre any more.

okay Inland Empire still seems pretty fuckin weird but it at least can't be as genuinely painful to watch.....right?

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