Eraserhead (1977)
Country: US
Technical: bw 89m
Director: David Lynch
Cast: Jack Nance, Charlotte Stewart, Judith Roberts
Synopsis:
Henry lives in a dilapidated post-industrial environment, his existence manipulated by the levers of an impassive deity even more a victim of decay than himself. Into his life comes an infant, part surgical sack, part skinned rabbit, which his hysterical girlfriend cannot bear to nurse any longer. He keeps it on his chest of drawers and cast eyes furtively on the beautiful girl across the corridor.
Review:
Lynch's calling card is an unfathomable prospectus of his various predilections and obsessions, whether the rooms with unlit corners or the magnified industrial ambience on the soundtrack. It gets its title from a purely incidental fantasy sequence. Whatever you think of it, you won't forget it.
Country: US
Technical: bw 89m
Director: David Lynch
Cast: Jack Nance, Charlotte Stewart, Judith Roberts
Synopsis:
Henry lives in a dilapidated post-industrial environment, his existence manipulated by the levers of an impassive deity even more a victim of decay than himself. Into his life comes an infant, part surgical sack, part skinned rabbit, which his hysterical girlfriend cannot bear to nurse any longer. He keeps it on his chest of drawers and cast eyes furtively on the beautiful girl across the corridor.
Review:
Lynch's calling card is an unfathomable prospectus of his various predilections and obsessions, whether the rooms with unlit corners or the magnified industrial ambience on the soundtrack. It gets its title from a purely incidental fantasy sequence. Whatever you think of it, you won't forget it.
Country: US
Technical: bw 89m
Director: David Lynch
Cast: Jack Nance, Charlotte Stewart, Judith Roberts
Synopsis:
Henry lives in a dilapidated post-industrial environment, his existence manipulated by the levers of an impassive deity even more a victim of decay than himself. Into his life comes an infant, part surgical sack, part skinned rabbit, which his hysterical girlfriend cannot bear to nurse any longer. He keeps it on his chest of drawers and cast eyes furtively on the beautiful girl across the corridor.
Review:
Lynch's calling card is an unfathomable prospectus of his various predilections and obsessions, whether the rooms with unlit corners or the magnified industrial ambience on the soundtrack. It gets its title from a purely incidental fantasy sequence. Whatever you think of it, you won't forget it.