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Be Warned

Rating: 10 of 10         10 of 10

Be warned - this is the most frightening movie I've ever seen, although I still don't know why. David Lynch's work always being sort of cryptic, this movie seems to withstand all explanatory attempts. There are always some elements which seem to belong into a certain category, but when seen in the light of another Lynch movie, everything might change. I see Lynch's work as everything belonging together, each movie or tv show being another incarnation of a basic theme. Have you recognized the floor in X's apartment? It's the same red-white zig-zag floor as in the Black Lodge from Twin Peaks.

The movie works via its images and via the soundtrack. Regarding that, this is the only movie I've ever seen for which the term sound-track can actually be applied correctly. There is almost no music, just the background sounds. Industrial noise, dark images, the ordinariest situations transformed into the most horrifying extreme, its frightening elements extended into the worst possible nightmare. The images are just unbelievable, and so is the pace of this piece. And just as unbelievable is the acting.

I've never before seen anything like this movie. To categorize it as an art film would do it no justice, it just doesn't fit into any category. It is horror, but it is so strange that even this genre seems too small that this one could fit in. You just can't believe it until you've seen it by yourself. And it provides a new definition for what intensity means, and it was the first movie I had to switch off after an hour, to take a break from it. A movie that you will like because of its greatness, and a movie you will hate for its horror.

PJK
May 21st, 1998





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