This movie had been on my list for decades. It was never the right time I guess. I’m glad I saved it until now. It resonated with me in a way it wouldn’t have when I was younger.
It’s a movie that feels familiar even on a first watch. The random joys and the random sorrows of daily life are a fixture of everyone’s experience. But specifically, it reminded me of a short film script I once tried to write…
This is David Lynch’s most spiritual film, and I will not elaborate on that.
The sound editing alone is spine-tingling, even without the viscerally eerie imagery that warns us not to mistake adulthood and responsibility for a loss of childlike wonder. We all need to enter the radiator in our minds somedays.
RIP David — an absurdist voice of reason for those who never found solace in the explicable. Today he enters the radiator in our hearts.
I lack the gnomenclature to accurately describe the whimsy this little film brought into my life. A pleasant homage to an earlier era of W&G. Maybe swayed slightly by modern “stupid” humor, but predominately true to the original tone of the franchise. Just the right amount of tea consumption.
