You hail David Lynch now!

So I took off work a little early yesterday to catch the 5pm showing of David Lynch's new film, Inland Empire. That movie is so right on. I am a David Lynch fan and this did NOT disappoint me. It disturbed the hell out of me. I actually felt afterwards that I may have done some irreparable damage to my emotional brain center that would never be lessened, even with years of therapy, but the feeling faded over a few hours. The film was 3 hours long. 3 hours! I think it was right for him. He needs that much time to get it all out. Shot on dv and incredibly well done. It was gorgeous and dark and decrepit and fucking insane, just like you would want your Lynch films to be.

I feel so clumsy trying to pay tribute. I didn't find 3 hours to be too long because it's like swimming in some hypnotising, fascinating, dark, deep ocean when watching his films, particularly this one. Also, Laura Dern should win Queen of all Actresses ever for her part. SO good. So very good. I want to see it again. I love his brain. I love that he makes movies of his brain. I love that he is so sacking excellent at making movies of his brain. All hail David Lynch. I mean it. Hail!

I was wondering, in addition to leaving work to go see a movie, is it wrong to eat a nut and seed bar that is 5 months past the best before date? Well, if is, too late.

Third question: What am I supposed to do when I have finished reading every single comic on the achewood site? It propels me through my day! Ray and Roastbeef and Phillipe are my special friends. I must hear tales of them all day or I will become grumpy and fill my pockets with hammers for hammering people. Like the family on the train this morning. 4 year old boy whining like a little bastard and parents doing nothing but validating this behaviour. Way to raise a snot-faced, cokelicking ass crack who will annoy everyone forever and amount to nothing but a little piss drop of a man. Suckers. Puking pukes of people.

Hm.

I need a 20,000 page book of comics of Achewood and a week long David Lynch film. That would make me feel better.