Sure, it's yet another traumatized-boy-grows-his-own-grandmother movie, yawn and lol.
But there are more than a few elements of this that wound up in Eraserhead & Lynch's later features: the bedroom full of dirt, the vaguely incestuous parent-child dynamic, the cultivation of a special weird creature that only the main character (a passive personality who just wants to be loved) knows how to nurture, the mixture of animation and live action, shadows that have their own shadows, and bodily fluids in places where there shouldn't be bodily fluids.
(I've been finally boning up on Lynch's work this month, and it's been fun to watch him learn how to make films, how his style grew naturally, and the themes he keeps coming back to.)
Sure, it's yet another traumatized-boy-grows-his-own-grandmother movie, yawn and lol.
But there are more than a few elements of this that wound up in Eraserhead & Lynch's later features: the bedroom full of dirt, the vaguely incestuous parent-child dynamic, the cultivation of a special weird creature that only the main character (a passive personality who just wants to be loved) knows how to nurture, the mixture of animation and live action, shadows that have their own shadows, and bodily fluids in places where there shouldn't be bodily fluids.
(I've been finally boning up on Lynch's work this month, and it's been fun to watch him learn how to make films, how his style grew naturally, and the themes he keeps coming back to.)
