Ever been to *@#$% heaven? Last night I revisited the freaks of '86 at the
Castro Theater. A double feature of probably my favorite David Lynch film,
Blue Velvet, and Jonathan
Demme's Something Wild. I remember the
freakishness of Lynch's masterpiece, but it's so much freakier on the big screen with a
room full of people. Dennis Hopper as an Oedipal gangster huffing nitrus, Isabella
Rossellini as a tortured night club singer, and fresh faced Kyle
MacLachlan,
pre-Twin Peaks, looking for trouble with a teenage (role) Laura
Dern. How could you go wrong? This is the most entertaining
freak fest from Lynch ever. Oh, and I can't forget Dean
Stockwell in his
queenliest role ever, complete with lip
syncing to Elvis and sucker punching.
Followed by the most bizarre Demme film I've ever seen. 8o's cheese to the max. Jeff Daniels in his most entertaining role (not saying much, I admit) as a VP needing a vacation and Melanie Griffith as a con girl ready to give it to him. John Waters cameos. Ray Liotta is his usual freaky self. Good for how bad it is. Linen blue suits with white shoes. White girl obsessed with black culture and reggae. Car chases. Stick ups. Fights. Sex.