Lost Highway

My absolute love of the new Twin Peaks series (I’ve already watched episodes 1-4 three times, and this week’s episode 5 a couple of times) has me appreciating the work of Lynch again, and so the other night I decided to do a double bill of my two favorite Lynch films, Lost Highway and Mulholland Drive (followed by Blue Velvet, which I rewatched not long ago as part of my 1986 movie marathon). Lost Highway came out 20 years ago, and yet I still remember going to see it here in Montreal with my two roommates at the time, and then the discussions we had at a diner afterwards, trying to make sense of what we had just seen. That’s the Lynch I like, playing with narrative, offering clues and non-clues alike, and engaging us with visuals that can be beautiful or grotesque, or something in between. I still very much enjoyed watching it, and it had me considering/pondering the story again, and reading up on theories as soon as I was done watching.