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I unbiased recently saw David Lynch’s “Blue Velvet” on the expansive mask (and in widescreen) for the first time. Having seen it now in its new aspect ratio, I can’t contain to go abet to my pan-and-scan videotape. Thank goodness that it’s coming out on DVD. “Blue Velvet,” quite simply, is the best film of the 1980’s; the only film that comes cessation to it is Scorsese’s “Raging Bull.” “Blue Velvet” was so ahead of its time when it was first released encourage in 1986. In fact, it remains so today, judging by the bewildered faces of people who were at the revival showing I attended. The film precedes “American Beauty” in blowing the doors off of the closet that Suburbia keeps its skeletons in, telling the tale of a young college kid who, after finding a severed human ear, gets caught up in assassinate and mayhem in his hometown of “Lumberton USA.” Lynch goes to broad lengths to position up his picture-book depiction of small-town American life (complete with smart red fire trucks, white picket fences, and blue skies) before taking a wrecking ball to it. Like he did in his debut, “Eraserhead,” Lynch shows us what we contemplate like (tedium and all) but purposely twists our conception of it, like a indignant optometrist giving us the unsuitable eyeglass prescription. Apart from the pleasing directing, “Blue Velvet” boasts an first-rate cast that delivers each line with patented Lynch-quirkiness. Kyle MacLachlan plays Jeffrey Beaumont like a modern-day Dante, travelling through the Inferno he never knew his hometown was. Isabella Rosselini is spectacularly disturbing as Dorothy Vallens, a lounge singer whose husband and son have been abducted. Her character is a first: a femme fatale who is more risky to herself than anyone else. And in what may be one of the top ten tour-de-force performances of all time, Dennis Hopper, as oxygen-huffing crime boss/hedonist Frank Booth, makes you laugh one itsy-bitsy, and cringe with horror the next after realizing that such a person probably does exist. You may not agree that “Blue Velvet” is the best film of the 80’s but you’ll have to do some digging to collect one more recent. It is a contemporary film noir classic that deserves to withstand the test of time like older noir classics such as “Double Indemnity” and “The Huge Sleep.” So far, it appears to be holding up. It’s a odd world and “Blue Velvet” (both the film itself and the fact that it was made) is solid proof of objective how peculiar it can be.
Although I was once inclined to agree with Roger Ebert’s dismissal of “Blue Velvet” as a evil albeit skillful montage of pointless images and effects, I’ve had to do a 360 turnaround after seeing it on DVD and reconsidering it in relation to some similar texts. The film certainly makes sense in comparison with a quest tale such as Hawthorne’s “Young Goodman Brown” and in light of Freud’s ideas about treasure as well as Nietzsche’s thoughts on the Dionysian self. It’s also a film that pays constant homage to Hitchcock’s best work, notably “Rear Window” and “Psycho,” in its preoccupation with spectator psychology.
The most principal lines occur early in the film when the protagonist, Kyle MacLachlan, tells Laura Dern that he needs to investigate the mysterious circumstances surrounding Isabella Rosselli because “knowledge requires risk” but with the possible reward that “you might learn something.” By the demolish of the sage, MacLachlan’s character should have learned a lot, but here’s where Lynch flinches, remarkable like Robert Altman in the conclusion to “The Player.” MacLachlan emerges neither a sadder nor wiser man from his rite of passage and his descent into the shadowy corners of the psyche. Instead, Lynch cynically reprises the film’s innocent opening with its hopelessly artificial, Pollyannish, pastoral idyl that is most likely the preferred reality of the American mainstream movie consumer. At the same time, he preserves the tenuousness of such a naive vision with the shot of an insect impaled on a robin’s beak and with a soundtrack that subjects the theme song to a disturbing treatment out of some internal, subterranean sound studio.
The film’s meanings are inexhaustible, though a few primary details should not be missed. Jeff confronts, first, mortality (his father stricken by a life-threatening stroke), then a severed, decaying human ear. The ear, the organ of hearing, is also the sense that fully awakens only in the unlit, granting access to the Dionysian, deep intuitive wellsprings of the self. But the ear we notice on cloak has become a diseased, useless instrument in a “sunny” culture whose view of music is Bobby Vinton’s version of “Blue Velvet.” Rossellini’s alternative version of the song, with all of its sensuous, alluring darkness, will scheme MacLachlan in to the same degree that it repells girl friend Dern (difference this relationship with that of Jimmy Stewart and Grace Kelly in “Rear Window,” where Kelly becomes increasingly drawn to the voyeuristic and “ghoulish” activity initiated by Stewart) . Soon MacLaclan will gaze the like substitutes embodied by both Rossellini and Hopper–the sadism and masochism, fetishism and scopophilia that, like it or not, are point to in every son and daughter who has inherited from birth and learned from upbringing the pleasure/pain principle that underlies even the most well-intentioned, “selfless” worship (the absence of any shown feelings between MacLaclan and either parent is another tip-off to the basis of his attraction to the dominitrix/sex slave character played by Rossellini) .
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As for the “villain,” the foul-mouthed Dennis Hopper did not seem so homely or repelling to me on this viewing. If anything, he’s less the personification of atrocious than another version of afraid, overcompensating macho desire, perhaps better seen as a projection of the searching MacLachlan than as anybody’s nemesis.
Lynch must know the risk, and even possess in the necessity, of coming to terms with the feelings of a darker but far from inauthentic self. MacLaclan tells the naive, shielded and traditional Dern from the beginning that it’s extremely unsafe business. But the alternative is a Salem where everybody is “splendid,” a Lumberton where people procure sick but never die, a Disney fantasy that can exist only in artificial movies. I smooth mediate that “Blue Velvet” (in fact, most any other film since 1980) is eclipsed by his acquire “Elephant Man,” where the camera takes us into the eye-hole and interior world of John Merrick, whose world we survey is also ours. But “Blue Velvet” is a more personal film, revealing not simply the mind of its creator but capturing a distinctively American experience.
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