Lost Highway Reviews
patricia arquette shall be one of the hottest actresses in the 90s, ideal incarnation of neo-femme-fatale, blonde bombshell and the gritty it girl with edges. she has to bare and dangle her tits over 5 men within this movie, from young to old, handsome to ugly(they're all lucky bastards. ha)...it surely does transmit a daredevil raw sensuality like a contemporary barbara stanwyck without hesitant pretension but brazenly unlimited sesuality while she struts naked in her immaculate luring body. spicy furry red heels or leopard short-jacket, any overly gaudy clothings just look right on her. she even has a bettie page reminiscence hairdo at the start.(everything about this woman is all sexualized.) in one moment, she even poses a gun to tease the man and tells him to stick it into his pants(what an obvious insinuation), and she wears leopard jacket like woman predator with a residual of vintage glamour. which actress in the 90s or 2000s could rival THAT? patricia arquette is the coolest postmodern femme fatale/phallic woman could ever be in the pinnacle of the prime stage of 1990s.
bill pullman is a mighty surprise since he was the typecasting of mr. right in those 90s chic flicks. and belthazar getty does have it-boy aura of marlon brando in "the wild one" with his leather jacket and the big harley. (david lynch must love those archetypes since the vintage hollywood hommage appears even stronger in muholland dr.) "lost highway" would probably be the best neo-noir ever made in 1990s(letting alone the tarentino jokes) as well as lynch's most contagious work so far since it has one of the best soundtrack in contemporary cinematic history when industrial rock'n'roll weds so gluingly with improvised jazz.
Lost Highway is spooky-good. A cinematic amusement park that's part roller coaster, part fun-house and part side-show. I absolutely loved it.
*NOTE: Did anyone else get the impression that Robert Blake's character would feel right at home playing chess in an Ingmar Bergman film?
I'm not even going to start describing the plot- that would take forever and you wouldn't understand it anyway. The film deals with jazz musician Fred (Bill Pullman) and his emotions. Guilt, jealousy, rage, obsession. That's what the film's about and it all manifests itself into a demon keeping a tally in the butchers bill.
Lynch's shots are great throughout the film and the details I noticed made me realize how in tune he is to his films. I never realized until watching Lost Highway that I had never actually heard the "boot-up" of a VCR in a film before. It's all in the details.
Lost Highway isn't David Lynch's best work, but it does deliver a little thought process time that only a David Lynch film can do.
The two stories connect and shift at various points throughout the movie, causing some confusion. There are various hints Fred and Pete might be the same person, occupying different realities.
Visiting both stories was the creepy Robert Blake "Mystery Man" character, a nymph-like spectre with a pale face and dark eye makeup. He seemed aware of what is really happening with both realities, but he doesn't reveal the truth.
The viewers are left to decypher what truths exist. I found it interesting when Pete the mechanic chases Alice (the blonde Patricia Arquette) into the cabin on the beach, all he finds there is the Mystery Man instead...
Even after reading the various Internet theories about what occurred, I'm still confused with many of the scenes. There could be a time loop involved, alternate identies, or a psychological personality split. Both stories had fantastic elements, so perhaps neither really occurred in whole.
The characters are as confused as I was. I think it succeeds if it is indeed told from the point of view of an insane person. The experience does not add up to a cohesive reality, so the scenes must be appreciated for the bizarre and creepy collection they are. I'll watch it again.