Tag: David Lynch

To those who don’t know her Frankie Rhodes seems distant, distracted, aloof, staring into the distance when she should be paying attention to her job at the gas

They might have known each other for a hundred years or only met a few moments before, Louis reminding Gabrielle as they talk in the elegant parlour of

Her name implies she is the lost woman of Mexico, assumed to be alone and an easy pickup, but Perdita Durango is nobody’s fool, direct and devastating, possessed

Was it by coincidence or design that David Lynch’s Lost Highway was distributed by Janus Films, their logo which opens the credits the two-faced Roman god “of transitions,

Through dark clouds it descends, a diving bell with a single passenger, lowered from unseen levels above and fired upon by heavy artillery in barbed wire emplacements, dropping

A disembodied head floats across a field of stars in which is suspended a planet, shadowed, lonely and barren; a lucid dreamer, open-eyed, his name is Henry Spencer,

If anyone was to personify the feeling “I recognise the face but his name escapes me,” it must surely have been the late Harry Dean Stanton who died

“I’ll see you again in twenty five years.” Those words were spoken by someone who looked very much like Laura Palmer to FBI Special Agent Dale Cooper in

In less than two weeks the thirteenth Glasgow Film Festival hosted close on two hundred events across the city, with premieres, retrospectives, special screenings, behind the scenes presentations

What is it to be David Lynch? How does one define that quality which falls under the impenetrable shade of the umbrella marked “Lynchian.” It is perhaps simpler