Friday, January 17, 2025

David Lynch

 Filmmaker, artist, photographer, writer, musician, and the master of metaphor and allusion ... is dead at 78 😢




I remember when Blue Velvet hit the screens in the mid-80s, and most people in suburban Cincinnati, where I lived at the time, were like "Huh ... weird."

However, my friends in my Gleek/artsy circle got it.  He's not just telling you a story, he's alluding to what's underneath, the bigger picture, through artistic expression, ambience, and music. 

Then in 1990, when Twin Peaks came out, people were still like "Huh ... weird" - and yet still watched it because it was also a murder mystery.

And it was funny, in an odd, random sort of way.

My little sister and I thought the stuff that came out of The Log Lady's mouth was especially funny, though I don't think she was meant to be, or I'm not sure - she was meant to be crazy, but also turned out to be very psychic.

Sometimes, out of nowhere, my little sister and I would just go "Shut your eyes or you'll burst into flames ... goodbye," the way  the log lady did, just to crack the other one up, it was so random.

Some people found him too scary or disturbing, at the time, but in the end, good always keeps evil at bay.

In fact, his daughter, Jennifer Lynch, also a filmmaker, has often told the story of when she picked up the book "Helter Skelter" to read about the Manson murders at too young an age, her dad said something like:

 "Okay, before you read this, we need to have a talk. You need to understand this difference - so there's good and bad, dark and light within all of us - and then there's evil.  The human behavior that you're reading about in that book and what they did is pure evil.  Make sure you know the difference between dark and evil, and never, ever encourage evil in your art and influence."


And though we may not realize it, we still see his effect on film today.

Recently, I just watched "No Good Deed" on Netflix, made by the same filmmakers/writers that did "Dead to Me" - which I've often said is the show I wish I'd written, as a once aspiring screenwriter - it's a master class in screenwriting (at least the first season was).

So during "No Good Deed," when they wash their hands, then take the camera down the sink drain, out into to the sewer, showing you all the filth along the way?

Totally a David Lynch.

Brilliant, brilliant man - RIP, David Lynch



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