I should compare this film to a Borromini façade - the convex surfaces capture the light and joy of a fairy tale, the concave surfaces capture the grave consequences, gray morality, and corruption of the galaxy. All woven into one stone tapestry, light and dark coexisting.
When we're kids, we hardly pick up on those crevices of life - the places where darkness thrives. We think we should know evil when we see it, when often times it lurks in…
My alarm rings at 7:30pm. My medication compels me to sleep for ten hours. However, I have to turn off my alarm. I sleep on a mattress on the loft floor. I get up, pop my neck joints and right elbow, which makes a huge cracking sound, the loudest on my body. I climb down the ladder to the living room, where my alarm is. I turn it off. I still feel tired. I walk back up the stairs and…
Five episodes in and I can already tell that this is my exact shit.
EDIT: Finished the series, I love it, but will withhold my thoughts until I finish END OF EVANGELION
Experiencing INLAND EMPIRE made me recall how I felt when I discovered porn for the first time. It's that creeping feeling of wrongness, of feeling like you're not supposed to be looking at it but you can't look away. Lynch's choice to film this entire film on home camcorders, which baked all its scenes in digital grime, wasn't purely aesthetic. It's part of his thematic project: to break down the barriers between fiction and fact, between private and public, and…
