The most striking thing for me about this film was how objective it felt while still being beautiful. It felt warm, but stayed just a neutral observer.
Also, could this have been a documentary? Or maybe it was close enough, as is.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Watched the theatrical cut. Kind of a slog for the middle hour, but worth it for the last 10 or 15 minutes.
Ripely cradling the alien feels laughable and genius and cheesy and deep and kind of pretentious.
I had never made it this far before and I’m so glad it wasn’t spoiled. What a moment of pure joy/bewilderment as a film watcher.
This is actually my first David Lynch. Obviously he’s been on my list for a while, but I just never got around to it.
Was this a good place to start? It’s hard to tell.
I’m not sure if I liked it or not. It’s difficult to tell because it felt like it was in a different language. It felt like there was intention, but I didn’t have the right vocabulary. In some ways it felt like 8 1/2, but…