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Lost footage clip: Even before his admission into the Dorothy Vallens School of Voyeurism, Jeffrey had a voy-voy streak. Here he's watching some fellow college students at a party, before he gets his call back home to chainsaw-loving Lumberton.
Did you catch a very young Megan Mullally in the yellow sweater as Jeffrey's college girlfriend? Later in the lost footage, Jeffrey's on the phone with her as she's breaking up with him—his parting shot across her bow? "You should go into comedy."
My only complaint, and it's a complaint that all Lynch fans must bear on their Lynch-loving shoulders, is that the genius himself doesn't have much to say about his work. Never does, and this is is no exception. There's a grainy interview with Lynch from 1987 in the Mysteries of Love doc, but it's oh-so brief. And there's no commentary, natch. But I think the doc's interviews with Kyle MacLachlan, Dennis Hopper, Laura Dern, and especially the chatty and charming Isabella Rossellini shed a lot of light on the film's making, aesthetic, and durable creepiness. Rossellini gets into her portrayal of the broken Dorothy and how she used her body to depict nudity as a Francis Bacon-esque still life of meat. A fresh-from-rehab Dennis Hopper talks about his suggestion to use amyl-nitrate as the substance Frank Booth huffs, instead of Lynch's original idea of using a tank of helium. The interviews with scorer Angelo Badalamenti and cinematographer Frederick Elmes are also priceless—talking about David Lynch's first foray into writing lyrics (his first solo album just came out!) and constructing a smoke-belching piston-pumping shadow machine out of cardboard to make a scene look more like a factory.
So I'm not sure how valuable 50-plus minutes of lost Blue Velvet footage is to you—when only about 20 minutes of it are of much interest, however those 20 minutes are definitely humdingers—but it's a godamned amazing film that looks gorgeous, even/especially as it's screaming about Pabst Blue Ribbon and making taxidermy robins eat nasty bugs.
It really does look like a million bucks.
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