Lost Highway

“We have to go to the desert, baby” *- *Wholly entrancing, Lost Highway is soaked in Lynch’s undeniably singular surreal style, at times—due to the overwhelming presence of the hypnotizing soundtrack—this film somehow feels like both the sexiest film of all time, and perhaps one of the most disturbing. There’s simply nothing like this fucking film. With each rewatch, the narrative becomes increasingly linear as the pieces fall into place, making what’s often described as “two stories” feel like what it truly is, one. Weirdly, I only see it now, and I’m surprised to be saying it, but Lost Highway could one day hold the crown as my favorite David Lynch film, because god damnit, this is one of the most expertly crafted films of all time. 99/100 * *My Ever-Changing Top 75 Favorites* *David Lynch, Ranked