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RIP David Lynch

GregC

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A unique director, certainly, and brilliant at his peak. I remember taking a first or second date to see Blue Velvet; neither of us were familiar with him, so we had no idea what we were getting into. :laugh: I loved it, her not so much (no wonder we didn't last). RIP.
 
I remember taking a first or second date to see Blue Velvet; neither of us were familiar with him, so we had no idea what we were getting into. :laugh: I loved it, her not so much (no wonder we didn't last).

I may have told this story on TB before: Around 1986 my girlfriend told me that her best friend had highly recommended we go see Blue Velvet...but, she was warned "You guys are gonna get so horny watching this movie that you may not be able to wait until you get home to hump like bunnies."

That sounded like an awesome recommendation to both of us! So we went to the theater to see Blue Velvet, fully prepared to get so aroused that we'd be insatiable.

Yeah, wow... I mean, sure, Blue Velvet is a great movie. But a turn-on?!?! We were both a little freaked out, not the least bit horny, mostly concerned that her best friend might be certifiably crazy.

So the next day my girlfriend calls her best friend up and says "We took your advice, went to see Blue Velvet last night, and...um...well, we didn't find it arousing at all, and we're kinda worried that you did, or thought we would."

And her friend goes "Oh, did I say Blue Velvet? I meant Betty Blue."

:facepalm:
 
A unique director, certainly, and brilliant at his peak. I remember taking a first or second date to see Blue Velvet; neither of us were familiar with him, so we had no idea what we were getting into. :laugh: I loved it, her not so much (no wonder we didn't last). RIP.
Ha! It was meant to be, then. A good process of weeding out.
But imagine the mind fornication of going in to see Eraserhead, knowing only that it was an experimental-ish art house film, and not much more beyond that. That was altering.
 
A unique director, certainly, and brilliant at his peak. I remember taking a first or second date to see Blue Velvet; neither of us were familiar with him, so we had no idea what we were getting into. :laugh: I loved it, her not so much (no wonder we didn't last). RIP.

I may have told this story on TB before: Around 1986 my girlfriend told me that her best friend had highly recommended we go see Blue Velvet...but, she was warned "You guys are gonna get so horny watching this movie that you may not be able to wait until you get home to hump like bunnies."

That sounded like an awesome recommendation to both of us! So we went to the theater to see Blue Velvet, fully prepared to get so aroused that we'd be insatiable.

Yeah, wow... I mean, sure, Blue Velvet is a great movie. But a turn-on?!?! We were both a little freaked out, not the least bit horny, mostly concerned that her best friend might be certifiably crazy.

So the next day my girlfriend calls her best friend up and says "We took your advice, went to see Blue Velvet last night, and...um...well, we didn't find it arousing at all, and we're kinda worried that you did, or thought we would."

And her friend goes "Oh, did I say Blue Velvet? I meant Betty Blue."

:facepalm:
File this under stories I would have NEVER thought to be so effing on theme: when Mulholland Drive came out, I went to go see it in theaters the first night I was in Seattle visiting my long distance girlfriend. Needless to say, we didn't make it through the movie before we had to leave and make up for lost time. So, at least that one was enough of a turn on.

Thank you, David Lynch. You scratched so many itches I never knew I had.
 
Keep your eye on the donut, not the hole.

Man, this just really sucks. This is hitting me as hard as when Bowie died. I was first exposed to Lynch in high school in the late 80s, probably around the same time I discovered John Zorn. Life-changing kind of doesn't do it justice.
Speaking of Bowie…
 
This could just as easily go into the thread on lines from movies that have become part of one's own vernacular, but one of my favorite things from any incarnation of Dune isn't something Frank Herbert wrote, but David Lynch did:


It is by will alone I set my mind in motion;
It is by the juice of sapho that thoughts acquire speed,
The lips acquire stains,
The stains become a warning;
It is by will alone I set my mind in motion.






It's a marvelous little bit of self-motivation and awareness.

:thumbsup:
 
A unique director, certainly, and brilliant at his peak. I remember taking a first or second date to see Blue Velvet; neither of us were familiar with him, so we had no idea what we were getting into. :laugh: I loved it, her not so much (no wonder we didn't last). RIP.


What?

Uhhh!

His art, in all its forms, has been a constant presence in my life for almost as long as I can remember - and there is definitely a pre-David Lynch part of my life, and then a clear demarcation at the point that my mind was blown, and I had a window into an entirely new world view.

Whilst Ridley Scott's Alien managed to convey a sense of cosmic horror, it felt safely far away - in terms of both distance, and time.

Lynch managed to bring that exact same sense of perspective, dread, and lethality into the everyday world - which just made it seem inescapable.

I frequently find myself confronted by his early works (Eraserhead, Blue Velvet, The Elephant Man), and am astounded at not only what he managed to put on screen, but that a surrealist managed to not only infiltrate the mainstream, but also have a huge impact on both the industry, and the public.

And whilst George Lucas / ILM was literally inventing the technology, and tools, and reinventing the way movies are made - David Lynch was the first director to truly embrace digital as a medium unto itself.

Where other movie makers simply replaced film cameras with digital cameras, and carried on as usual; Lynch embraced it as an entirely new way of telling a story, with a unique aesthetic, requiring different techniques, offering new possibilities - resulting in the truly unsettling, purely Lynchian Inland Empire.

And yet he managed to somehow make this all palatable, and even more remarkably, with the recent return to Twin Peaks, manage to create a codec for unifying his entire body of work (if the net effect of episode #8, and the final episode don't bring it all together for you, maybe you never really got Lynch in the first place).


A true original.


R.I.P.


There's no place like home.
 
There’s only one movie of his that makes any sense, “The Straight Story”.



The rest are best watched after large amounts of hallucinogens :roflmao:

Lynch also was a musician and painter and he featured a lot of great music in his movies, including showcasing a number of underground bands in the last season of “Twin Peaks”.
 
A unique director, certainly, and brilliant at his peak. I remember taking a first or second date to see Blue Velvet; neither of us were familiar with him, so we had no idea what we were getting into. :laugh: I loved it, her not so much (no wonder we didn't last). RIP.
Had a near identical experience. First and only date. I was howling with laughter, she was mortified. We both agreed we were not meant for one another. Thank you David Lynch. She was hot. You saved me a considerable amount of money.