"Nobody walks out on Dylan."
"I just walked out on Dylan. Now get the fuck out of here."
Welcome to Lynchland. In which the promise of Boston will turn you into a helpless agoraphobe, and though Philly will suck the life out of you and leave you living in fear every day, it will ultimately be the best thing for you.
None of us would have experienced Lynch's singular cinematic nightmares if not for a life-changing grant from the AFI,…