Daffa Akhmad

Laura Palmer's story needs to be told in the big screen with only David Lynch who can helm it. A pure cinematic bliss captured in such atmospheric nuance that can only be absorbed and to be felt by the audience if it's in a feature film format, and also a pure horror galore that will haunts you, crushes you, and torns you deep down inside and out. Pure chaotic madness in terms of cinematic perspective but also in morality with powerhouse performances from both Sheryl Lee and Ray Wise as the cherry on top. Fire Walk With Me adds so much information for the Twin Peaks mythology, along with deep characterization for Laura Palmer, this film simply holds an important key to the Twin Peaks universe that we all love and adore.

As if at this point I'm already familiar with this kind of Lynch's story. A somewhat sinner person trying to make it up for themselves by projecting a better version of themselves inside their heads or through their own dreams. This one's almost hard enough to digest simply because there's this one line that I didn't look carefully. Knew this after I read the "explained" article. Overall the visuals are stunning, as if like I was being cinematically spoiled by Lynch. And some technical aspects does remind me of The Return also.

Man, why am I always adoring the world that David Lynch has made? Blue Velvet has created a sensation in me where at some point I can feel at ease. Even with all the violence going on, I'm still believing that the "world" where the film take place is a peaceful place. Blue Velvet, a metaphor for desire and curiosity that only left you wanting for more, even when you know it's a damn hell all along the rabbit hole but you still digging anyway. Just like us who watches David Lynch's films, we always curious for more and more, even though along the way who knows a bizarre experience is waiting just around the corner for us. But the beauty at the end also waits for us. The abstract, weird beautiful thing that's ready to amaze us and left us with the beauty of wandering. I love you, David Lynch.

David Lynch really said "less hating and more loving" with this one. An epitome of pure kindness trying to struggle in this world full of evil and hatred that also tempting us to lured into the dark side. It's not hard to fall in love with this one, simply because of the powerful chemistry between Cage & Dern, the fairytale-esque vibe, and the whole theme of love, hate, good, and evil. I always love it when David Lynch tells a story about kindness and innocence trying to make it in the world, and it's like I already know David Lynch by heart, what he really wants and what he really loves. This comes from a person who really wants world peace.

Alvin Straight (Richard Farnsworth) isn't the wisest person around. He has flaws, some regrets and a grudge in his heart. But when he chooses kindness as a foundation for him to meet his brother, everything will found its way eventually. The form of David Lynch that I love and adore. Spreading kindness and peaceful agenda to the world through a beautiful piece of art. Patiently crafted with beautiful imagery and symbolisms, this is some beautiful filmmaking from the renaissance man himself. I love you, David Lynch.

It was made with a good deed and a good message, but somehow I didn't really moved by the film, probably because the violence and the abusive treatment was too explicit so I can't really put my heart into it. Or maybe I'm already too familiar with the story about "don't judge a book by its cover" and this film didn't really have any special thing that really appeals to me. To be honest, I found The Straight Story more appealing to me. Still a good film tho, and I still love you, David Lynch, no matter what.

What a crafty and solid debut from David Lynch. I get it now why he said that this is his most spiritual film. Even with all the "out of this world" experience, the core of the story still feels very down to earth and personal.

I'm not blaming DL for this mess. Watching this really reminded me of an experience back when I was in high school. I used to edit short films back then. So there was this one time where my friends was shooting this project and I was not involved in it. But after they done shooting, they gave me a bunch of files and they told me to edit it. When I asked "where's the script?", they said that the script was lost, and me (with the director's supervision) edited it with instincts only and memory. And the result is some beautiful mess that really cringey to look at, but also brings back some nostalgia 😂. All this time I've been watching David's films, probably Dune is the one where I can say "the ULTIMATE fever dream" in which I feel very uncomfortable and really want it to be over quickly 😂.

One can only guess what's going on inside David Lynch's head. The key to get through this film (or his entire body of work) probably is getting to know David Lynch better. What's his spiritual, political, and life perspective? What does he think about ideas? On how he found them and translates them into a work of art. That's pretty much a very mysterious thing to describe, and so does his films. Very hard to describe, it is something that you have to witness to fully grasp the concept of it. Not the entirety, just the surface. Because in order to fully grasp the surface you're stepping on, you need to know what kind of material it's made of. Was it concrete, solid material? Or was it fluid, and you can just go with flow as the water goes? Somehow as you fully give in to the surface you're stepping on, you begin to give yourself fully to the beauty of David Lynch's rabbit hole (with of course, true rabbits) and you probably don't want to go back. It's absurd, abstract, but crawls inside your skin because it knows you and somehow you'll feel held by it. Beautiful. I love you, David Lynch.