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Wild at Heart (1990)
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Director:
David
Lynch |
COUNTRY
United Kingdom |
GENRE
Romance/Crime/Comedy |
NORWEGIAN TITLE
Wild at Heart |
RUNNING
TIME
124 minutes |
RELEASED BY
The
Samuel Goldwyn Company |
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Producer:
Steve Golin
Monty Montgomery
Sigurjón Sighvatsson |
Screenwriter (based on the novel by Barry Gifford):
David
Lynch |
Review
On a surface level, Wild at Heart
follows up some of the instruments from
Blue Velvet: violence used for
visceral effect, black comedy realized through outlandish characters
and situations. The problem with this fifth entry in David Lynch's
filmography, however, is that there is very little below that
surface level. Lynch resorts to irony to make his banal crime story
and simplistic romance bearable, and although the two young leads
Nicolas Cage and Laura Dern are obviously in on the joke, their
performances are too flat to be able to transcend it or add layers
that aren't painfully obvious. As a forerunner for the
Tarantinoesque violence-glorifying 1990s, Wild at Heart was
alternatively hailed and lambasted for its graphic violence when it
came out. And indeed, whatever artistic merit Lynch achieves here
can be traced to a couple of extravagant scenes which almost take on
a life of their own, outside of the realm of the story, such as
Harry Dean Stanton's last scene in the movie, or a couple of scenes
elevated by a brilliantly funny Willem Dafoe. The problem is that
Lynch can never fully incorporate either of these potentially
vibrant segments into an otherwise far too detached and
self-conscious story which is more a mockery of itself than it is of
anything else. That being said, the mockery is sometimes very funny.
Wild at Heart is undoubtedly the closest Lynch ever came to a clear-cut comedy.
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