Synopsis
A tormented jazz musician finds himself lost in an enigmatic story involving murder, surveillance, gangsters, doppelgangers, and an impossible transformation inside a prison cell.
1997 Directed by David Lynch
A tormented jazz musician finds himself lost in an enigmatic story involving murder, surveillance, gangsters, doppelgangers, and an impossible transformation inside a prison cell.
Bill Pullman Patricia Arquette Balthazar Getty Robert Blake Natasha Gregson Wagner Richard Pryor Lucy Butler Michael Massee Jack Nance Jack Kehler Henry Rollins Giovanni Ribisi Scott Coffey Gary Busey Robert Loggia John Roselius Louis Eppolito Jenna Maetlind Michael Shamus Wiles Mink Stole Leonard Termo Ivory Ocean David Byrd Gene Ross F. William Parker Guy Siner Alexander Folk Carl Sundstrom John Solari Show All…
David Lynch Susumu Tokunow Frank Gaeta John Ross Derek Marcil Javier Bennassar David Melhase Benjamin L. Cook Cormac Funge Elmo Weber Bill Brown Dean Hovey Frederick Howard Jiří Zobač Thomas Jones
Útvesztőben, 妖夜慌踪, 로스트 하이웨이, Шоссе в Никуда, Por El Lado Oscuro del Camino, Kayıp Otoban
Thrillers and murder mysteries Intense violence and sexual transgression Horror, the undead and monster classics horror, creepy, eerie, blood or gothic film noir, femme fatale, 1940s, thriller or intriguing scary, horror, creepy, supernatural or frighten weird, surreal, bizarre, dream or confusing sex, sexuality, relationships, erotic or feelings Show All…
Fred: "I like to remember things my own way"
Cop: "What does that mean?"
Fred: "How i remember them, not necessarily how they happened"
Maybe this explains the whole movie? I dont know.... My brain hurts!
"do you own a video camera?"
"no. fred hates them."
"i like to remember things my own way."
"what do you mean by that?"
"how i remembered them. not necessarily the way they happened."
apparently if you google lost highway ending explained 3 times david lynch appears and shoots you
HORRIFYING LITTLE GUY COVERED IN WHITE MAKEUP WHO JUST CAME UP TO ME AT A PARTY: I am in your house right now
ME: Rock on brother
david lynch is the biggest mood honestly because i also have no clue what the fuck is going on at any given moment
do you watch David Lynch movies at 1 in the morning as a way to escape your reality by immersing yourself in a seemingly never-ending twisted fantasy world of darkness or are you normal
one of the few films in cinema history
in which there is no division or distinction
between the elements of space and time;
a movie melded within an alternate
spacetime continuum, in which length,
breadth, and depth hold no usefulness
or value & the four faux dimensions fuse into
a nightmare realm of an interminable turnpike.
What does the Black Lodge see when it sees us? A labyrinth of doors and exits? Loops and circuits in spacetime fissured and joined, continuous until discontinuous, unidentical at every point yet self-similar? A network to transit, an environment in which to be and to become.
What is noir? Like, what does it do and how does it do it? Noir is about unequal informatics, of landscapes that shift and dissolve based upon their inhabitants and their relative positioning to each other. Noir is the set-up and the execution of the set-up. The set-up necessarily precedes those who enter into it but the set-up is not a set-up until someone wanders in to activate it as such. Noir is a…