This reminds me of the old school days, sitting down in my room and watching ridiculous David Lynch nightmares. I never could get into Eraserhead - it was way too weird. Maybe if I'd watched it under the influence of something I would have enjoyed it better. I had to turn it off when his wife gave birth to a fucking bird. What the hell was that?
Anyway, you should watch Blue Velvet. It's a little on the long side, incredibly racy, and could be considered a softcore porn. But that shouldn't stop you. It's a spectacle of modern film making. Or... pre-modern. Post-modern? Disregard.
Unrelated: I'm working on an applet for this blog, a snake game that will have a highscore board and diverge from the conventional sense of the original game. You'll see... hopefully. If I ever get around to defeating my laziness.
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