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In a similar vein, Richard Kelly's Southland Tales (his follow-up to Donnie Darko) is all over the shop, but for me has enough good stuff going on to rescue it. You can tell he's in thrall to David Lynch, no question.
I read the book as well. Aside from being an order of magnitude more horrific the end is even more unfathomable.
I once got in after a night out, settled down to a late night snack and turned the TV on. There was a movie on and some guy was being chased through a house or building, he went into a room and looked out of the window and down below there was a woman, who looked to be his lover, by the look in her eyes. Then before capture he proceeded to masturbate from the window ledge. Down below something landed on the woman's face, a creamy tear, from the sky. She looked at him lovingly with this tear in her eye, before he was shot, as I remember.
I aborted my cheese on toast, turned the TV off and went to bed.
I have no idea what I'd just watched or what it meant. Spunk tears were a new thing to me and I didn't like them.
The Singing detective - my wife had to explain it to me
Most David Lynch stuff - doesn't stop me enjoying it but some of it is pretty out there!
I've read the book too and got the impression that Bateman was just a fantasist. It's an ambiguous one though
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Trying to keep track at the end of that film took effort. I totally forgot they were even on a plane
Unlike your post above which i took the liberty to edit, and is now, to the point, and makes more sense.
Most David Lynch stuff as well obviously
For a supposed 'stoner' flick The Big Lebowski is actually rather complex
I've no doubt I'm going to hate the remake.
I like to think I'm reasonably smart, but anything with more than about four different characters in, and that's me fucked. I watched 'The Girl on the Train' a while back and failed to identify all the women characters most of the way through. I might has well not bothered watching 'The Matrix' at all, for all the good it did me.
"Lost" had me utterly confused after a few episodes, too. What were those screenwriters smoking? Pretty sure they had no idea what was going on as well.
That said, the wife is worse than me, and has absolutely no patience with films at all. If she doesn't understand it after the first five minutes, that's it.
Oh yeah, I just remembered I started watching 'Hemlock Grove', and had to give up on that one, despite Famke Janssen's best efforts to force me to perve at her.