There were some great movies that were released in the eighties. Sure Lucas and Spielberg entertained us, but there were some unusual little masterpieces that were born during that decade. David Lynch brought us the very surreal film-noir Blue Velvet (1986). Dennis Hopper did a lot of incredible during his lifetime. His portrayal of a very creepy and very disturbing Frank Booth gave all viewers the willies. Dennis was a little to real in this flick.
The movie pealed back a facade of what seemed a normal life to an nightmarish underworld experience - like maggots eating away beneath flesh - termites inside a wood. I didn't just watch this movie when it was first released. I was drawn into it. It was hypnotic to watch it. It was like a wicked carnival ride that I couldn't get off until it was over. I had to know how it ended.
It's been a couple of decades since I saw Blue Velvet. I remember foul language poured from Booths mouth that would make a sailor blush. I remember it was noir as noir could get. The tone was so creepy that I don't know if I ever want to go back there and watch it again. It was that good.
The movie pealed back a facade of what seemed a normal life to an nightmarish underworld experience - like maggots eating away beneath flesh - termites inside a wood. I didn't just watch this movie when it was first released. I was drawn into it. It was hypnotic to watch it. It was like a wicked carnival ride that I couldn't get off until it was over. I had to know how it ended.
It's been a couple of decades since I saw Blue Velvet. I remember foul language poured from Booths mouth that would make a sailor blush. I remember it was noir as noir could get. The tone was so creepy that I don't know if I ever want to go back there and watch it again. It was that good.
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