I heard that you like the bad girls, honey, is that true?
I may be toast at the end of this week, but I would not trade the gorgeous double feature of David Lynch's Blue Velvet (1986) and Wild at Heart (1990) with which
rushthatspeaks and I wound it up. Late to the party, I saw Hoosiers (1986) for the equally first time last month and Dennis Hopper at the top of his game really could do anything. We were passing Porter Square afterward when we saw a loose collection of action along the sidewalk that turned out to be a troop of redcoats marching down Massachusetts Avenue, presumably on their way to fight Lexington. Thanks to the street we lived on in my childhood, my very favorite iteration of Paul Revere's ride was the year in which, instead of clattering under the window shouting per usual, he came in a truck and explained his horse had broken down. No kings.
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I'd never seen either before! Wild at Heart was terrific and we could not figure out why it seems to be so little known, since it turns out in addition to underrated David Lynch to be prime Nicolas Cage (and back-to-back with Blue Velvet, really shows how Lynch leapt at the chance to write a banger of a part for Laura Dern). We are planning next to watch Lost Highway, which I have seen but not for years, and Inland Empire, which
It's so cool you're close to the reenactments, even if they're a little more on-point at present than one would wish. No kings!
Amen! We had talked about attending this year, but with my parents out of town and me getting my first chance to sleep all week, it did not happen. On the other hand, I slept.