They'll make monuments for who made monuments for us. An expression in stone that could contain all the complexities of what a person meant on earth, because what form could otherwise express the billowing breadth of love? But I am not a mason. How I wish I was.
In lieu of this, we do remain to become living monuments. David Lynch is 100% someone to embody. His influence vast enough to coin a term in his honor as he was…
“Within the private environment, mythological objects constitute a realm of even greater privacy: they serve less as possessions than as symbolic intercessors - as ancestors, so to speak, than which nothing is more 'private’. They are a way of escaping from everyday life, and no escape is more radical than escape in time, none so thoroughgoing as escape into one's own childhood.”
A passage from Baudrillard which prompted me to finish a rewatch. Saura explores the psychology of reviving antiques…
I recently contacted Ate de Jong about knowing where one can watch this, here's what he had to say about the matter:
"Strangely enough I don’t have a decent copy myself, apart from an old VHS video cassette which Warner Home Video UK released around 1995.
Someone however recently told me that Amazon offers an Italian dubbed version of the movie. It must be a pirated version, who knows.
If you ever find a good DVD, please let me know."
Therefore, if anyone out there has any leads on an original English copy, perhaps you'd be so kind to give a sign.
Starts with a failed, false confession of love, ends with a failed, sincere confession of love. All that’s in between can be summarized with a direct quote from the film: “Those screams, those howls, it must be what you people call life.”
