Boat (2007 Video)
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Although very short, this film contains a great deal of wit and visual beauty. Shots of the boat's wake and the lake itself interact well with the young woman's dreamy voice-over. I found BOAT to be a singularly transcendent short, even sort of sexy in a way. "I think I slept," the woman says. "I wanted to tell you I dreamt of you."
At first we see shots of trees and a woman's voice over fills the soundtrack. she talks of things she can't remember, like much of the mystery in "inland empire". but the video shots are poor and really don't mean anything. they look bad. then we go into the river and to a boat. again, nothing happens apart from a man's hand operating the boat, starts it's engine. it is Lynch himself, the only actor in the film. he rushes into the water very fast and goes "into the night". and thats it. nothing happened. the short finishes.
I actually expected a lot of this movie ever since I read about it. I thought Lynch had come up with something serious after "Rabbits", but unfortunately this is not the case. this is not video poetry nor poetry of any kind at all. If you watch the DVD of davidlynch.com better stick to "out yonder" and the great parts where Lynch is talking to the members of his website, answering their questions. "A bug crawls" is not bad too.
There is no denying that some of Lynch's later short film projects are among his most divisive work yet, and it isn't very hard to see why this is. "Boat" is among many an avant garde short film in the Lynch cannon and it can be interpreted as either meaningful and beautifully enigmatic art or as pretentious drivel; personally, I rather enjoyed "Boat". I find this brief, self described "journey into the night" to be a haunting and poetic work with some very fascinating visuals in the mix. As the film rows onward (see what I did there?!), Lynch's boat moves faster and faster, splashing and speeding into darkness, and the visuals that ensue pertain a beautiful magic. Water sprints and dances in front of the camera so swiftly it no longer looks like water but rather like...I don't even know what...it's surreal, as expected from Lynch.
This Lynch's exercise (still using the freedoms that allows digital video) doesn't have a high technical quality neither the visual aesthetics that generally uses on his films but it shows a glimmer, a thought or rather to say a dream of those who many times happening to us, where we are a strange more going towards night, towards the dark side of our being where, while we sleep, we are true, we're real.
The journey to the real part of oneself.
Only a dream of Lynch.
There's nothing to fear unless we jumped out of the boat.
My best friend is David Foster Wallace. We're going to get him. David Foster Wallace is the best lover in the whole world (barring Casanova, but he's in his 300s these days.) Grindhouse is the best movie ever made. Tarantino is getting back at Lynch for banging him in the butt. Don't go on the boat. It's the Titanic. It's a death trap. Cou-RAGE, handsome sailor. (Big Wet Sloppy German Kiss). I love you all.
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