7–18 november 2012

In Lost Highway poses questions and annoys the mellow masses in not giving away any easy answers. The story is a restless labyrinth, taking off with saxophonist Fred Madison being, perhaps, wrongfully accused of killing his wife. Through his sudden and mystical disappearance, Lynch then place the story in the life of mechanic grease-kid Pete Dayton, in constant lack of cash and secretly involved with a hardboiled gangster’s woman, a woman who happens to be an exact copy of Madison’s late wife. Something is definitely fishy in suburbia.
Made in 1997, the same year as Titanic, Volcano and Jurassic Park: The Lost World also hit the cinemas, Lost Highway has of course nothing in common with its contemporary blockbuster siblings. Lynch’s twisting of normality and past leads its own life, burning down a highway through the pitch black night. Here we find dark mysticism, nightmare boogiemen on your doorstep and rough youth on the verge of a death trip. The story itself takes different turns, although spinning its net around specific clues. To fully explain would be a difficult task, but off course that’s the idea, and coming from David Lynch you wouldn’t expect any less. Lost Highway has been said to be the ultimate rock’n’roll video, a statement which certainly should give Jonas Åkerlund and others a lot think about.
Kaspar Sperber
| Titel | Lost Highway |
| Regi | David Lynch |
| Land | |
| Prod. år | 1997 |
| Längd | 135 min |
| Festivalår | 2003 |
| Sektion | Tribute |
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