A review by graylodge_library
Lynch on Lynch by David Lynch

4.0

In 2007 I was in Paris on a school trip. Our schedule (believe or not, a schedule, in Paris...) included a visit to the David Lynch art exhibition. At that time I was completely oblivious as to who he is, I just connected him very vaguely to Twin Peaks after I saw his scribblings related to the show. When I got to the actual paintings, my only thought was: wtf. They were dark and very weird, and I didn't like them that much. It was broad daylight and I was completely creeped out.

Anyway, I don't remember the following journey into the world of David Lynch but I can say that although I'm still not sure about his art, I adore his works. Even though I don't necessarily always understand what the hell is going on, I very much enjoy getting into the dream-like world of his. Like he himself says, you need to make up your own conclusions and experience his movies. I completely agree that it's not necessary for the director to explain his movies, people are not that stupid. I think they just don't always trust their own judgment and brains, and want everything ready and already chewed.

I also respect Mr. Lynch quite a lot, because he just wants to do his thing, and if someone happens to like his art, great. It's always interesting to find out what an artist has to say about the process of creation and the body of work itself. I mean, I'm not an artist myself, but I do love art and these kinds of books would be a great addition to my book shelf.

Oh, and I must be one of the very few who actually thinks that the baby in Eraserhead looks adorable. Like E.T. on drugs!