#january 20 1946 – january 16 2025

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David Lynch (1946 – 2025)

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David Lynch (January 20, 1946 – January 16, 2025) RIP 🤍

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David Lynch January 20, 1946 – January 16, 2025

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Rest in peace David Lynch. The man you are David Lynch. He was so close to his birthday 😭

January 20, 1946 - January 16, 2025

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Fix your hearts or die

David Lynch

January 20, 1946 – January 16, 2025

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"I learned that just beneath the surface there's another world, and still different worlds as you dig deeper. I knew it as a kid, but I couldn't find the proof. It was just a kind of feeling. There is goodness in blue skies and flowers, but another force...a wild pain and decay...also accompanies everything."

~David Lynch (January 20, 1946-January 16, 2025)

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Filmmaker and artist David Lynch... Rest In Peace

January 20, 1946 - January 16, 2025

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David Lynch, American filmmaker, January 20, 1946 – January 16, 2025 🔥🔥🔥

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(January 20, 1946 – January 16, 2025)

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Remembering David Lynch (January 20, 1946 – January 16, 2025).

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David Lynch (1946 – 2025)

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Heartfelt gratitude to everyone who attended the Lobotomy Room presentation of Dead Ringer (1964) on 16 January at Fontaine’s! How great to start 2025 with a full house! Some of the talking points we discussed: Dead Ringer was made in between What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? and Hush … Hush, Sweet Charlotte and it feels like it’s overshadowed by them and less well remembered – but it should be! (The other two were horror movies, whereas Dead Ringer is a noir-tinged thriller). Bette Davis was 56 years old here and by this point, had been starring in movies for SO long that this represents the second time she played feuding identical twin sisters! (The first time: A Stolen Life in 1946)). Davis is directed by actor-turned-filmmaker Paul Henreid, her suave leading man in Now Voyager (1942) and Deception (1946). Davis’ gloriously self-parodic and ferocious Medusa-like performance in Dead Ringer is simply magnificent. Watching Davis in full-blowtorch abrasive mode here offers a vivid reminder that Davis was an architect of what we now call camp and one of the original gay icons alongside the likes of Mae West, Marlene Dietrich and Tallulah Bankhead. Bewigged, flourishing her ever-present cigarette and rasping her lines, this is precisely the version of Davis that nightclub female impersonators like Charles Pierce and Craig Russell would seize on.  And it’s a testament to Davis’ acting that we are never uncertain for a moment which twin she’s playing (rich Margaret or poor Edith). In the sequences of the sisters together, apparently the eagle-eyed can spot Davis’ body double Connie Cezon in some shots (full disclosure: I never have!). For sleaze appeal, Peter Lawford plays Margaret’s younger gigolo lover Tony Collins. Margaret – you can do better! Aim higher! Watch for the stark minimalist neon sign outside Edie’s bar with just the word COCKTAIL and a martini glass! Mid-twentieth century perfection! And could it be that the Great Dane named Tiny upstages everyone? The NEXT Lobotomy Room film club is 20 February – the 1955 Joan Crawford melodrama Queen Bee! Reserve your seat by emailing bookings@fontaines.bar. 

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Filmmaker David Lynch (January 20, 1946 - January 16, 2025)

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Rest in peace, David Lynch January 20, 1946 - January 16, 2025

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Sometimes great works of art defy explanation, they defy categorization. I refuse to lump David Lynch's films in with those of other auteur directors, because the works of other art house filmmakers don't get under my skin and transport my psyche the way Lynch's films always have. None of them challenge you, show you horrors you never could have imagined one moment and unbridled soul-touching whimsy and beauty the next the way a David Lynch film can. 

The first David Lynch film I ever watched was The Elephant Man. I had to have been around 12 or 13. And even that young, I knew I was watching something so beautiful and tragic and unusual and special. It was my favorite David Lynch movie for years (it might still be). In college, I got deeply into Twin Peaks and still believe the episodes he directed were far and away the best ones in the whole series. I sought out his other films, each like a darkly beautiful and many-sided stone you can turn over and over again and discover some new thing or feeling, each one a dream that means something different to each dreamer. It's impossible to fully and completely dissect a David Lynch film, and why would you want to anyway? The meaning is so much less important than how they transform you by the very act of watching. You become the voyeur like Jeffrey in Blue Velvet, for the run time of a David Lynch film you get live inside a dream. And, as someone who watches a lot of movies, that's such a precious and wonderful feeling. 

David Lynch taught me that it's not always important to understand everything about a film or a work of art. As a viewer, you don't have to know every little reason or intention behind the choices a director makes in order to appreciate or enjoy or be moved by film. And as an artist, you don't always have to explain yourself to your audience either. In fact, you shouldn't. In a perfect world, once the art is made, it belongs to the audience, it's up to them to draw their own conclusions.

It's been a long time since I've been this upset about a celebrity death. And when I saw the news of his passing earlier today I was speechless at first. It sucks anytime the world loses a great artist, regardless of their age or health -- if we are moved by their art, we always foolishly hope they'll go on making that art forever. But maybe one consolation for the death of this artist in particular is that David Lynch luckily had a pretty long career and during that time he was able to create basically exactly what he wanted to create. And we got to benefit from his uncompromising commitment to his vision, we got to have access to the dark deep dreaming world as he saw it. How wonderful is that?

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Rest in peace, David Lynch

January 20, 1946 – January 16, 2025

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RIP David Lynch (January 20, 1946 – January 16, 2025)

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