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INLAND EMPIRE

Some films you watch for plot, some for action, some for characterization, some for laughs. David Lynch films you watch for the atmosphere and for the occasional shocking scene.  Complaining about the plot of a Lynch movie is like complaining about olives not being sweet: it's just not the point.

I don't know what I think of INLAND EMPIRE "overall". I don't even know what such an "overall" would mean - should I add up the minutes I like, subtract the minutes I didn't like, and assess the film on the resulting number?

To judge a Lynch film I ask whether it stays with me; whether scenes play themselves over in my mind during the days after I watch it. And INLAND EMPIRE has enough of those scenes to make me glad I watched it. It's not Mulholland Drive, one of my favourite films of all time, but then what is?

One scene in particular is stunning - not one I've seen talked about elsewhere. It's about fifteen minutes in. Fading star Nikki Grace (Laura Dern) has won a part in a new film being directed by an unctuous Kingsley Stewart (Jeremy Irons), and she turns up on the empty, hangar-like set to do a read-through with her co-star, the sleazy Devon Berk (Justin Theroux). From what we've seen so far all these characters seem shallow; caricatures of actors and directors.

Dern, Irons, and Theroux sit at a trestle table and then Irons suggests they read through a scene where Devon's character (Billy Side) arrives home to find Nikki's character (Susan Blue) upset. After a few awkward moments, Devon/Theroux starts reading.

And everything changes.

The camera closes in on Dern as the two characters say their lines, quietly and intently, staring at each other, the plain dialogue punctuated by long pauses. You start to wonder, is this acting or is it real? Who is meaning these lines? Susan or Nikki or Laura Dern? Billy or Devon or Justin Theroux?

"Are you crying?" whispers Billy/Devon/Theroux.

A long pause.

"Yes" mouths Susan/Nikki/Dern. And a tear tracks down her cheek.

Then they are interrupted and the tension is broken.

When the interruption came I realized I'd been holding my breath during the whole reading. It's actually shocking, how fine good acting can be. The film is worth it for that scene alone.

Winding Down Whimsley

Blogging has been non-existent for the last few weeks. I also have several emails from blog contacts that I have failed to reply to -- sorry Henry, Aaron and others. I've been diverted by non-digital politics (Ontario Elections), home life, and trying to do my day job.

I started the blog, as the top of the page says, mainly in an attempt to promote No One Makes You Shop at Wal-Mart. Well that came out 16 months ago, so anything I could do along those lines is done.

I have a few more pieces I want to post here, and then I'll take an indefinite blogbreak and try to do some longer-form writing.

After all, in the words of the Talking Heads; "Say something once, why say it again?"

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