I love the logic of dreams…
Anything can happen and it makes sense.David Lynch
The first thing I thought of were the bugs.
The camera pans down on a white-picket fence, as Bobby Vinton croons his 1963-version title track.
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A fire truck, complete with a Dalmatian on the sideboard, drives by.
A crossing guard helps schoolchildren cross the street.
A woman in a suburban living room sips coffee and watches a movie on TV.
Her husband is watering the yard outside.
Its a picture-perfect day in Smalltown, USA.
And then the camera begins to go down, down, down into the grass.
But regardless, these creatures are rummaging around right underneath the placid, straight-outta-the-Eisenhower-era surface.
Everything looks swell above ground.
Whats happening underground, however, is another story entirely.
Middle America as it was supposed to be.
He was an Eagle Scout whose troop was at JFKs inauguration.
This was really how he spoke.
He eventually moved to Los Angeles with his wife Peggy and their young daughter, Jennifer.
Considering he later photographed what he called chicken kits, i.e.
Unleashed upon an unsuspecting public in 1977,Eraserheadinitially left crowds confused and bewildered.
Somehow, word of the film found its way to Mel Brooks, who screened it and loved it.
The result earnedThe Elephant Maneight Oscar nominations, including a Best Director nod for Lynch.
Lynch was on the cover ofTimemagazine,and everybody wanted a piece of the cherry pie.
Another perfect suburban facade, another saucer full of secrets being messily slurped in the shadows.
He continued to paint, write and maintain a dedicated online presence.
Occasionally, there would be rumors and rumblings of something new on the horizon.
He was the great, golly-gee chronicler of American darkness.
