I’m sure greater minds and more skilled writers across the world have more eloquent things to say in this sad moment, so I shall allow you to go forth and discover them and keep my own thoughts rather brief.
I’ve made no secret of or apology for the fact that Dune (1984) is one of my most favourite films of all-time. A work of pure cinema, from Virginia Madsen’s devastating pre-titles monologue directly into camera to the insanely camp portraits of the cast over the closing credits. The cinematography, music, production design, costumes, acting, and of course direction, create something of a perfect film for me. That many shortsighted folk dismiss it because of its “bad” special effects completely baffles me. If that’s all that matters to you, then perhaps you shouldn’t be reviewing art.
David Lynch was a true individual who, even when making something “mainstream”, refused to compromise his own vision, much to his rejection by critics.
But what the fuck do they know?!
In a strange way, I’m actually quite encouraged that he’s passed into any afterlife that may really be out there. I mean, can you imagine the “grand” person in charge of the universe walking up to David Lynch and trying to tell him how things are supposed to go down?! Good grief. If there is something else out there, I’m sure it will be changed for the better very soon.
Goodbye, David, you will forever be an inspiration to those on the fringe.
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