Tuesdays are my “writing days” but as hard as I try I am easily distracted (squirrel!!). Today is apparently no different. As I complete my morning troll through FB, I discover all sorts of interesting (and not so interesting, in fact quite wasteful) trivia….but every once in awhile, a gem emerges….like this. Haunting yet peaceful, I’m so glad my friend Donna shared one of these videos on FB.
The late American novelist and essayist David Foster Wallace wrote an amazing appreciation of the work and career of David Lynch for Premiere magazine back in 1995. The magazine arranged for the writer to hang out on the set of Lynch’s Lost Highway when it was before cameras, but the piece itself is considerably less a journalistic report on the making of the movie than Wallace’s excuse to make a case for Lynch as one of the most vital, idiosyncratic and honest filmmakers Hollywood had ever let sneak into its gilded gates. A true artist, that is, and as such a figure to be cherished and respected even if his movies make you crazy, angry or just plain confused.
Bullseye Records of Canada
Segarini: Don't Believe a Word I Say 