Inland Empire
Whoa...it's kind of strange, but for a film so abundent in imagery and thematics, I can't really think of very much to say about it right now. I guess it's going to take me a little longer and at least another viewing before I'm able to really articulate some thoughts upon it. I love David Lynch's films, and while this one certainly wasn't his shortest, nor his easiest to comprehend (which certainly says something), it was still as ripe with unnerving, skin-crawling delights as you would hope, with a couple of genuinely emotional sequences into the bargain.
My favourite scenes were those involving these eerie anthropomorphic bunnies who seem to inhabit some kind of nightmarish sitcom, wherein a laugh track responds to their various cryptic, vaguely threatening remarks. These were actually derived from a mini-series made by Mr. Lynch (entitled
Rabbits), which was apparently available on his official website a few years ago, which I sadly missed out upon, but now really,
really want to see in its entirety.
Oh yes, and I had to love that ending. I don't think we've ever had a David Lynch film conclude in quite that manner before. Delightful.
