I'm gonna be all over INLAND EMPIRE next week. This weekend's activity list is way too full to fit it in, but next week for sure.

Reviews for INLAND EMPIRE are mostly favorable and in line with previous David Lynch's dreamy, insular mind-bending art dramas. You either get him or you don't. I get him.

I've read at least one of these books on Lynch. I saw Eraserhead at a college viewing, and Blue Velvet at a Vermont art theater. I loved Twin Peaks, thrilled to Wild at Heart and completely dug Mulholland Drive. The man's a mad genius, a genuine artist and a visual dreamer, in a world increasingly devoid of all three.