Before some film buff comes in here and attacks me, I consider myself to have a decent amount of knowledge when it comes to film. I've seen many films, I can tell you where the inspiration comes from, and I can tell you almost anything you want to hear after watching a film. That being said, as Roger Ebert did in his Chicago Sun-Times review after he bashed the hell out of Blue Velvet, this movie sucked.
Why do critics sniff David Lynch's brown hole time and time again because he has a way with symbolism? Why, if people don't understand what in the hell he is saying, do they consider it genius? Eraserhead, MANY critics fess up to knowing very little about what Lynch is trying to say, and go as far to say as perhaps he's the only one that knows. And despite this, they rave about it. That is plain stupid if you ask me.
Blue Velvet had brilliance in parts of it. No doubt. Near the beginning when we learn that Valence is an SM you can't help but drool at the potential the movie throws at you. Then we are taken into the story of some jackass kid who likes mysteries. Who the hell cares? Take us back into the life of that woman. She was the story, and Dennis Hopper should have only been used to develop her. Hopper should not have been THE STORY.
I'm done ranting. Screw David Lynch.