I love David Lynch. Unashamedly. I love his eccentricity, his symbolism, his outright geeky quirkiness. I love his films. The ambience he creates. The music… ah the music! Heck, I’m a fan. Have been for a long, long time so it was with great anticipation that I wanted to catch his latest offering ‘Inland Empire’ on the big screen. And what better theatre to see it at than the classic Astor?
Where did it all go so horribly wrong? We were there for close to four hours (intermission and a dud projector) - let alone loud, yawning hecklers which made the whole experience tinged with more inspired David Lynch moments off the screen rather than on.
I’m sorry to say, I found ‘Inland Empire’ to be an arduous movie experience. I hated it. With a passion. Boring. Mundane. Tedious. Devoid of any fuckn edits whatsoever. A gratuitous, self-indulgent wank.
And there’s that question of four hours of my life, that I will never, ever get back. I’ll have to remember that when I am on my deathbed…
Ive had the movie for a couple of months and haven’t made it past the scene with the bunny masked people in the sitcom like scenario. It was quite torturous…
Sorry to hear you didn’t appreciate the film mate. It is a hard ask and I totally understand where you’re coming from.
John: ‘torturous’ was a word that was heard many times throughout the audience. I must confess tho, the soundtrack is *amazing*.
I was at that screening on Friday. I didn’t stay past intermission however.