Showing posts with label blue velvet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label blue velvet. Show all posts

Friday, April 4, 2014

Don't toast to my health, toast to my fuck!


After watching Blue Velvet, I was confused. I didn't quite know what to make of it. My thought from the beginning of the film to the end (especially the end actually) was "this is completely ridiculous". I didn't really understand that that was indeed the point David Lynch was trying to make until searching the net for interpretations, reading the article, and watching another Lynch film called Mulholland Drive. In Blue Velvet, Mulholland Drive, and Lynch's other work he uses not only odd but very cinematic images and sounds to always make sure that the viewer is uncomfortable and to keep them guessing if what they are watching is actually real or all just a dream. This is clear just from the opening sequence in Blue Velvet, which shows highly saturated bright colored flowers against a perfect blue sky and a white picket fence.  Irena Makarushka brings up the fact the color scheme is red, white, and blue furthering the fact that Lynch intended this to be the all American dream. The flowers fade into a man wearing a blue shirt waving very stiffly from a fire truck with a dalmation by his side (red, white, and blue again). All these images make the world Lynch is bringing us into more artificial than anything else. The sequence then dissolves from these artificial "American Dream" images to a man apparently having a heart attack and the camera zooming into the blades of grass juxtaposed with eerie sounds, something from a horror film, and then the festering of beetles beyond the ground. This alludes to the fact that below the artificial "American Dream" it isn't so perfect after all.  
The "American Dream"
Lynch not only confuses  his viewers with the images he shows but also the way he portrays his characters. Similarly how Madonna complicated the roles of women and Prince complicated gender roles in the 1980s, Lynch complicates the archetypes of his characters while also showing the ambiguity of good and evil. For example, we are first introduced with the character who we most likely assume will be the "hero" of the film, Jeffrey. We soon learn this is not the case. After finding an ear in a field of grass and putting it into a paper bag before handing it over to the police (which isn't gross at all or anything) he is increasingly intrigued by his findings. Sandy, the policeman's "All American" apparently innocent daughter emerges from the darkness with just the information he's looking for. This leads to Sandy's question of whether Jeffrey is a detective or a pervert. Is Jeffrey good or evil? He spies on Dorothy and ends up hitting her during sex. To me, Jeffrey thinks that by taking care of Dorothy it will make him good, a better person, to step away from being like the sadistic Frank Booth. In fact, Frank even says "you're like me" when they're on their "joy ride". Frank Booth is another complicated archetype of his own. He rapes Dorothy, beats up Jeffrey, and is an extremely cruel and frightening person in general but yet he starts crying not only during the "In Dreams" scene but also while Dorothy is singing "Blue Velvet". What is up with that? Is Frank just completely psychotic or does he have some sort of feelings for Dorothy? What happened to make Frank be this type of person? These questions are never answered. 
Frank moved by Dorothy's performance
Another interesting element to Lynch's work is his use of color symbolism. As stated above in Blue Velvet, he uses the highly saturated colors of red, white, blue to represent the artificial "American Dream". But how about how the inside of Sandy's house is white and Dorothy's apartment is a deep, blood red? Sandy is supposed to be the archetypal "virgin" or "good girl" (she also only wears pink and white throughout the whole film) while Dorothy is this more film noir-ish femme fatale type character, even though she isn't really completely that. She's a victim as well as being dangerous. Isabella Rossellini has described her as a broken doll who tries to cover up her pain and madness with makeup and a wig, which we see her taking off in only one scene.
Dorothy's Apartment

Sandy's House
The end of film is laughable but in a very uncomfortable way. It reiterates Sandy's dream about robin's representing love and happiness. However, the robin that's shown isn't real at all but extremely mechanical with bugs hanging out of its beak. The robin fades into those beautiful, colorful flowers and the fireman from the beginning sequence waving again so we can all assume that everything is perfect and great in that  artificial "All American" dream world again, can't we?

The fake robin of love