Twin Peaks S3 Episode 8. David Lynch in full experimental filmmaker mode. Deeply strange and disturbing even by Lynch standards, as he seems to suggest that the Trinity Nuclear bomb test in New Mexico in 1945 gave birth to the unspeakable evil which haunted Twin Peaks in 1990, and continues to do so now.
It is very David Lynch that any question he answers just brings up a hundred new questions, and a world of strange and worrying things.
Elements which seemed throwaway before have suddenly become very important, though it's not immediately clear how. Gordon Cole whistling in front of a photo of an atom bomb test. Jurgen Prochnow in Fire Walk With Me as a Woodsman living above a convenience store. (Or indeed the charred Woodsman in previous S3 episodes.) The brain-eating creature in the glass box, referred to as "The Experiment."
And BOB himself, surviving past the death of actor Frank Silva, as you always knew he would.
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“The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
Slouches towards Bethlehem to be born?”
Film is emotion, it's a dream we have in the dark, and Lynch gets this. It's a crime that he's been retired for the last 10 years, not making films. He's lost none of his power in the intervening time.
Almost all his work seems to explore what it means to be American. It explores the happier dreams of American life, and the darkness that lies underneath.
Blue Velvet is such entry-level Lynch but it makes that very clear. White picket fences and red roses and a 50s suburban feel. MacLachlan as this young kid who wants a Scooby-Doo detective mystery. But he discovers an adult world of sex and violence that's more fucked up than he's ready for. Because the secret sauce is that behind these white picket fences, in suburban white America in the 50s, were a lot of guys who had gone to war and killed people, and who came back with PTSD and alcoholism and a lot of feelings they didn't know what to do with.