Because one good Lynchian turn deserves another: “I found myself intensifying the experience of Jeffrey’s scenes with Dorothy with a kind of conceptual narcotic inhaler: it involved, ahem, imagining Isabella Rossellini was her mother and that Kyle MacLachlan was actually playing this love scene with Ingrid Bergman. And it is very easy to do – not merely because Rossellini looks and sounds so much like Bergman, but because of the film’s intense noir atmosphere. Perhaps I need therapy. But there is something in the infectious and mesmeric weirdness of David Lynch which makes it feel all right.” [ The Guardian ]
You might have heard that it’s Valentine’s Day, which means romantic ruminations and reflections and perhaps an irresponsible outlay of cash in the humiliating pursuit of way more than a kiss goodnight. You know who you are. For others, it’s a chance to look on at the utter futility of love in all its heart-shattering horror. We know who we are, and it’s time to represent. To wit: Let’s talk about the most pulverizing break-ups in cinema. I’ll just get right to my pick: Cloris Leachman letting Timothy Bottoms have it at the end of The Last Picture Show . No Valentine’s Day is complete without a good, wracking cry, and I now can say I’ve had mine: Mrs. Popper’s classic “Never you mind” does technically open her relationship status with Sonny up to some ambiguity, but “You shouldn’t have come here; I’m around that corner now” pretty much cements the deal for me every single time . I’d also argue it cemented Leachman’s Oscar win for her performance; alas, that’s a conversation for another time. Your emotional mileage may and likely will vary, of course, so let’s hear about it below. Life is too short for love. Follow S.T. VanAirsdale on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .
You might have heard that it’s Valentine’s Day, which means romantic ruminations and reflections and perhaps an irresponsible outlay of cash in the humiliating pursuit of way more than a kiss goodnight. You know who you are. For others, it’s a chance to look on at the utter futility of love in all its heart-shattering horror. We know who we are, and it’s time to represent. To wit: Let’s talk about the most pulverizing break-ups in cinema. I’ll just get right to my pick: Cloris Leachman letting Timothy Bottoms have it at the end of The Last Picture Show . No Valentine’s Day is complete without a good, wracking cry, and I now can say I’ve had mine: Mrs. Popper’s classic “Never you mind” does technically open her relationship status with Sonny up to some ambiguity, but “You shouldn’t have come here; I’m around that corner now” pretty much cements the deal for me every single time . I’d also argue it cemented Leachman’s Oscar win for her performance; alas, that’s a conversation for another time. Your emotional mileage may and likely will vary, of course, so let’s hear about it below. Life is too short for love. Follow S.T. VanAirsdale on Twitter . Follow Movieline on Twitter .
