If you live in Paris, then right now Art Attack wants to switch places with you, and not just because it's so hot outside that we can actually feel our brain simmer. No, the thing that has us saving up for a plane ticket and buying striped shirts and berets is that acclaimed cult director David Lynch is opening a night club there based around his film Mulholland Drive.
Why build the club in Paris? Well, if not for the French we probably never would've seen Lynch's film in the first place. Mulholland Drive was supposed to be the next Twin Peaks, but ABC rejected the pilot episode and Lynch turned it into a full-length film with a little help from StudioCanal in France.
Though we're huge Lynch fans here, Mulholland Drive remains the only film of his that we've seen on its first run in a theater. Jammed into one of the tiny upstairs theaters at the Landmark River Oaks, the experience was best summed up by the Wife With One F shouting out in a dead-on impression of Lynch as Gordon Cole, "They're showing my movie on a trampoline."
Still, it's one of those Lynchian nightmare films about love, betrayal, intrigue and the film industry itself, so it's pretty damn awesome. Yes, even for a Lynch film it makes no sense, and sometimes it comes real close to the self-parody of style that has turned Tim Burton into a joke, but the acting is top notch, the atmosphere is amazing, and the trip to Club Silencio - the main inspiration for the new nightclub - is one of Lynch's best scenes ever. Also, it has this...
But why should Lynch stop there? There have been plenty of clubs and dives throughout his work that would make excellent night spots. We'd pay through the nose to visit
Wild at Heart is our favorite Lynch film. Remember when Nicolas Cage was an awesome actor that you couldn't wait to see in a flick? Ah, good times. Well, as Cage and Laura Dern are on their road trip they stop into a unnamed club for a Powermad concert, leading to the most awesome display of metal dancing ever seen on Cage's part.
It's not the most elaborate of Lynch club set-ups, but it gets major points off of young-Cage mojo. When he beats up a man for muscling in on his girl and insulting his snakeskin jacket - his symbol of individuality and his belief in personal freedom - and tops off the hole experience by belting out an Elvis tune to Dern, there wasn't a man in the world who didn't want to be him right at that moment.
Twin Peaks finally made its way to Netflix recently, though we're among the small group of people who has owned the VHS box set and both DVD box sets in a desperate attempt to have the whole thing at our disposal. The small town with a dark secret is one of Lynch's most enduring legacies, and pretty much half of the television shows on today exist directly because of it.
The Roadhouse is the local nightspot in Twin Peaks, and the scene of many important happenings including where Dale Cooper finally realizes who killed Laura Palmer. The one and only Julee Cruise is the house band there, and you simply have not heard beauty until you've heard Julie Cruise sing "Falling."
Eraserhead is the film you watch when you've given up on ever having a good night's sleep again. As far as disturbing cult films go, it still tops lists for its sheer uncanniness. You can spend days arguing what it's about and what it all means, or you could just experience it for the demolition of sanity that it is.
A recurring theme in the movie is that a lady lives in the radiator of Henry, the main character's room. Well, in dream sequences, Henry actually attends concerts at a small night club/theater in the radiator. The lady sings, "In Heaven everything is fine," and then Henry's head falls off. Either Heaven isn't in a radiator, or the word "fine" means something very different from what we thought it meant.
Yes, we're going back to Twin Peaks, and if you don't like it you can write your own damn blog. Besides, we want there to be one discussion about Lynch films on the internet that doesn't use it as an excuse to show that picture of Sting in a diaper from Dune.
The Black Lodge isn't a so much a club as it is a realm of eternal torment and evil. Well, we guess it's kind of like Numbers in that regard but the floor is cleaner. Demons from the lodge are the source of much of the tragedy in Twin Peaks, but even when your soul is trapped there there is plenty of catchy jazz music and little people dancing. We'd totally hang out there.
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