I love this movie more than I could ever even put into words.
The dialogue is brilliant, and the performances are deeply affecting.
I'm honestly quite glad many people haven't seen it. I love it so much, that I feel like it'd break my heart for someone I know to insult it. It's honestly a very slow-paced movie. Really the only way to watch it, is to already be settled into the pace prior, and to be absolutely miserable.
I get lost in these thoughts of a reality that only exists to me... My families falling apart, but my eyes can not even see.
My dad only thinks of himself, and my brother only thinks of me. Oh, my perverted family.
God watches me suffer, he crawls up my body... God rapes me till death, his alleged carbon copy.
My father looks upon my pain, his only thought is what he can gain.
My brother sees my form, but…
This movie understands loneliness a lot better than most.
Whenever you've been alone for so long, you start to long for human touch. Some of you may have read about the scientific study at Yale that suggests that people who take frequent, long, warm showers or baths tend to be lonelier than folks who spend less time bathing and like cooler water. The scientists speculate that physical warmth, such as a shower or bath, is a form of self-therapy to…
"... And the angels wouldn't help you... Because they've all gone away."
The way this movie handles trauma and darkness consuming someone is truly astounding. I feel like anyone who has experienced trauma or real darkness in their life would absolutely love this movie. There's a lot to appreciate even if you haven't: The performances, the beautiful writing, the work of the sound team, the score, the enchanting cinematography, and the direction and vision of Lynch. I love everything about…