I don't know what went crazy, and started to have the urge to collect all the works of David Lynch.
Maybe it was Mulholland Avenue that impressed me too much. So much so that I think Lynch's work is drug-like.
I started watching this movie last night at ten o'clock, it's really not a good idea to watch this kind of movie in the dark. So I turned on the lights halfway through. .
The light gave me a little comfort. But it couldn't take away the fear in my heart. It's that fear of being induced by the evil hidden deep inside. Like the Butterfly Effect. But the Lost Highway definitely scares me even more.
The handling of light and shadow, the spooky plot and the music. The doubts about the film are getting deeper and deeper. It all made me almost "Lost Highway" too.
This movie is really hard to understand. So much so that I can't get rid of some of the plots now.
Everyone has demons, and jealousy can really drive people crazy.
The boundless darkness can only be broken by violence.
In the face of violence, only porn can compete with it.
And between violence and pornography, only fantasies can balance the mind of the lost.
After everything, we are still greeted by fear and anxiety.
The only thing that calms me down - it's just a movie.
Without further ado, this proves that I already understand.
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