Synopsis
A tormented jazz musician finds himself lost in an enigmatic story involving murder, surveillance, gangsters, doppelgangers, and an impossible transformation inside a prison cell.
1997 Directed by David Lynch
A tormented jazz musician finds himself lost in an enigmatic story involving murder, surveillance, gangsters, doppelgangers, and an impossible transformation inside a prison cell.
Bill Pullman Patricia Arquette Balthazar Getty Robert Blake John Roselius Louis Eppolito Jenna Maetlind Michael Massee Henry Rollins Michael Shamus Wiles Mink Stole Leonard Termo Ivory Ocean Jack Kehler David Byrd Gene Ross F. William Parker Guy Siner Alexander Folk Gary Busey Lucy Butler Carl Sundstrom John Solari Jack Al Garrett Heather Stephens Giovanni Ribisi Scott Coffey Natasha Gregson Wagner Show All…
David Lynch Susumu Tokunow Frank Gaeta John Ross Derek Marcil Javier Bennassar David Melhase Benjamin L. Cook Cormac Funge Elmo Weber Bill Brown Dean Hovey Frederick Howard Jiří Zobač Thomas Jones
妖夜慌踪, Útvesztőben, 로스트 하이웨이, Шоссе в Никуда, Por El Lado Oscuro del Camino
Fred: "I like to remember things my own way"
Cop: "What does that mean?"
Fred: "How i remember them, not necessarily how they happened"
Maybe this explains the whole movie? I dont know.... My brain hurts!
David Lynch’s Lost Highway is a nightmarish noir about jealousy, repressed guilt and murder. As with many of the director’s best films it exists in an unsettling world between reality and a dream where events are not all they seem and a rigid internal logic is forsaken for a descent into the damaged mind of the film’s protagonist. Lost Highway, along with Eraserhead, might be the closest Lynch has ever come to making an out and out horror film. This is a foreboding and ominous work that is as gripping as it is bewildering.
As with much of the director’s work this is a hard film to explain and categorise. It is a film to be experienced first-hand with its…
"do you own a video camera?"
"no. fred hates them."
"i like to remember things my own way."
"what do you mean by that?"
"how i remembered them. not necessarily the way they happened."
david lynch is the biggest mood honestly because i also have no clue what the fuck is going on at any given moment
What does the Black Lodge see when it sees us? A labyrinth of doors and exits? Loops and circuits in spacetime fissured and joined, continuous until discontinuous, unidentical at every point yet self-similar? A network to transit, an environment in which to be and to become.
What is noir? Like, what does it do and how does it do it? Noir is about unequal informatics, of landscapes that shift and dissolve based upon their inhabitants and their relative positioning to each other. Noir is the set-up and the execution of the set-up. The set-up necessarily precedes those who enter into it but the set-up is not a set-up until someone wanders in to activate it as such. Noir is a…
one of the few films in cinema history
in which there is no division or distinction
between the elements of space and time;
a movie melded within an alternate
spacetime continuum, in which length,
breadth, and depth hold no usefulness
or value & the four faux dimensions fuse into
a nightmare realm of an interminable turnpike.
I wake up. I'm sweating. Lost. Confused. Annoyed. The walls are plastered with red. I hate red. The room is small, or at least I think it is. It's getting tighter the more I observe, crashing in on itself in a claustrophobic fashion. The radio is blaring, showcasing a constant thunder of cool ass tunes that correspond with the lightning storm outside. In spite of all the feverish mayhem, I happened to notice someone. His coat was the same color as the cheap paint, already having loose stitches just like the chipping boundaries of the room. He was standing in the corner. He didn't seem to care about me. He was screaming at the top of his lungs straight into…
It seems that there are at least two ways to enjoy a David Lynch film. One is to expect it to make sense and do everything you can to analyze the shit out of it until it does. The other is to just revel in the weirdness and the creativity and not worry about making all the pieces fit together.
On my first watch of Lost Highway, I can't possibly put into words what the fuck happened. I feel like there are things I implicitly understood about the narrative and the connection between the two halves of the film, but what I took away from it was a wordless feeling of unease and anxiety. I don't want to think about…
do you watch David Lynch movies at 1 in the morning as a way to escape your reality by immersing yourself in a seemingly never-ending twisted fantasy world of darkness or are you normal
I’m not sure I can tell you what happened, but I enjoyed this hallucinating journey down a highway of hell. It's a bit incoherent, but I think that's the point, with ambiguous actions for the audience to evaluate and put their own pieces together.
Or I could be so far off and have no idea what I just watched, again.
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I think I would have liked this more if I’d seen it in the cinema instead of with a friend over the internet - all the same, Bill Pullman can get it. Best part was the road rage scene
David Lynch and superimposed red curtains, name a more iconic duo
The story structure here is unique to say the least. I can safely say that at NO point during the story did I have any clue what was going to happen next
I almost felt stupid for not having understood what the fuck was this movie about, it was on TV, at 1:00 AM, and I pretty much didn't sleep looking for answers and explanaitions on internet, only to find out the very director David Lynch has always refused to give a clear explanaition about what he was trying to say with this film (nevertheless, I found some interesting theories)..
Almost full-on porn at times, sometimes extremely monotonous, and then bang! A whole different story, with a different character out of the thin air, and that damned "Mystery Man" who instead of "creepy", comes out as a laughably ridiculous dork-faced weirdo..
So this is arthouse cinema..
Two quotes sum up this movie:
"I like to remember things my own way. How I remembered them, not necessarily the way they happened"
and
"Captain, this is some spooky shit we got here"
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