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Lost Highway-1997

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Lost Highway-1997

Director David Lynch

Starring Bill Pullman, Patricia Arquette

Top 250 Films #211

Scott’s Review #868

Reviewed February 17, 2019

Grade: A-

David Lynch, forever known for his odd and mind-boggling productions, released what might be his most bizarre offering, Lost Highway (1997).

Dreamlike and downright hallucinogenic, the film is impossible to dissect and is open to endless interpretation.

Characters morph into younger or different versions of themselves, or even into different characters entirely, making the film best experienced rather than overanalyzed.

The most enjoyment comes from the fabulous atmospheric elements.

Lost Highway is set in Los Angeles, where we meet saxophonist Fred Madison (Bill Pullman), a nightclub employee who lives with his glamorous wife, Renee (Patricia Arquette), somewhere in the Hollywood Hills.

The couple begins receiving envelopes containing VHS tapes of footage of their house, followed by more invasive tapes of them being filmed while sleeping in their bedroom.

Spooked, they enlist the help of a pair of incompetent detectives.

The events begin to grow more complex with the introduction of a menacing mystery man (Robert Blake) and sequences involving a dismembered Renee, and Fred’s subsequent incarceration for her murder.

Fred suddenly morphs into a young auto mechanic named Pete Dayton (Balthazar Getty), who is released into his parents’ care while being followed by the two detectives.

Pete embarks on an affair with Alice Wakefield, a mirror image of Renee, who is the mistress of powerful Mr. Eddy (Robert Loggia). Pete and Alice plan to escape together, leaving their troubled lives behind.

Any attempt to make more sense of the story than outlined above is fruitless, as a torrent of questions could be raised. The obvious ones are why does Fred turn into Pete (looking completely different), and why does Renee turn into Alice (looking similar)?

What do random scenes of a burning desert cabin mean? What does the bizarre and hazy lesbian sequence with Marilyn Manson have to do with anything?

Discerning the logic and attempting to unravel the mystery will lead to frustration.

The best advice is to immerse yourself in the film and let it manifest in your mind. The terms “dreamlike” and “hallucinating” are often used to describe films, but they are perfect adjectives for Lost Highway.

The stories do run parallel, so the challenge is not following each of them but rather understanding how they connect. The stories also merge in a circular pattern with a rhythmic effect and a satisfying ambiance that lured me immeasurably.

My favorite characters are Alice and Pete, largely because of the actors who portray them. Not appearing until the second half, Getty and Arquette infuse their roles with passion and energy.

I immediately rooted for them as a couple, as their tender and smoldering chemistry was immediately felt. Arquette blazes as a sexy temptress and Getty as the handsome and earnest man submitting to her prowess.

Eagle-eyed viewers may notice comparisons to Russ Meyer’s devilish sexploitation film Supervixens (1975).

The most notable are the dual character representations, the auto mechanic occupation, the locales (more than a few Los Angeles roads seem identical), and various sequences featuring a weightlifter, a gas station drive-up, or other eerily similar scenes.

Whether there is a direct correlation between the films is unknown, but it’s fun to observe.

The musical score and soundtrack are high points, adding both mystique and aggression through the featured hard rock songs. Marilyn Manson’s “I Put a Spell on You”, Rammstein’s “Heirate Mich”, and The Smashing Pumpkins “Eye” are used in important scenes.

The soundtrack release was a huge success on modern rock radio, achieving Gold record sales status.

At the time of Lost Highway’s release, the film was not well-regarded by critics and was dismissed as not making much sense.

In the decades following, the film has garnered more acclaim and, as with a fine wine, has aged well. The beautiful cinematic tone, creative design, and images have become more revered over time.

For a perplexing and cerebral experience, look no further than Lost Highway (1997), a delicious companion piece to the Lynch masterpiece, Mulholland Drive (2001).

1995 Films, Action, Crime Thriller, Guy Films, Thriller

Heat-1995

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Heat-1995

Director Michael Mann

Starring Al Pacino, Robert De Niro

Scott’s Review #1,228

Reviewed February 12, 2022

Grade: A-

Fans of the popular 1980s NBC television series, Miami Vice, will recall that Michael Mann was the Executive Producer of the show during its run.

He has a distinctive crime-thriller style that pairs perfectly with Heat, a sizzling 1995 offering starring two film greats, Al Pacino and Robert De Niro.

The fact that the pair do not appear together on screen too often can be forgiven because, when they do, the stars align, and the power of quiet scenes cannot be outdone. I savored the moment when they first appeared together.

Quality over quantity.

De Niro plays Neil McCauley, a lifelong criminal who is trying to handle the damage caused by one of his men while also planning one last big heist before retiring to parts unknown.

He meets a lovely young Los Angeles-based artist, played by Amy Brenneman, in a diner, and the two plan to relocate abroad.

Meanwhile, Lieutenant Hanna (Al Pacino) is a seasoned officer attempting to track down McCauley and his cohort while dealing with the chaos in his own life, including his wife’s (Diane Venora) infidelity and his stepdaughter’s (Natalie Portman) unhinged mental health.

McCauley and Hanna discover mutual respect, even as they try to thwart each other’s plans. The two characters become doppelgangers of one another.

The situation culminates in a cat-and-mouse chase on the tarmac at LAX airport.

To say that Heat is a by-the-numbers 1990s thriller is a fair assessment, although it’s way better than that classification, and it’s of that genre.

For starters, the acting is superior, and obviously, De Niro and Pacino bring a level of professionalism to the film in the lead roles.

My favorite scene is not the one you’d most expect me to say, but rather a quiet and powerful chit-chat in a small coffee shop. They are rivals, having lived opposite lives, yet their troubled lives mirror each other.

Without a doubt, Hanna wants to bring McCauley to justice, yet he admires him and sees parts of himself in him. The feeling is mutual, and the two actors relay this revelation without actually speaking the words.

Viewers immerse themselves in the characters, pivoting from this powerful scene.

There are a ton of characters in Heat, but each one feels like they have much to offer.

Juicy storylines are introduced but never forgotten, even if not part of the main canvas. Hanna’s wife and stepdaughter play a central role in the final act, even though they appear only in the first chapter.

In supporting roles, Val Kilmer and Ashley Judd share beautiful chemistry and a melancholy storyline as a damaged couple trying to survive surrounded by a life of crime.

At two hours and fifty-two minutes, there is plenty of time for each character to make their mark.

I love the rich character development that Heat offers, but sometimes it’s admittedly tough to keep track of the characters’ motivations and how they tie into the main action.

Mann’s style is all over the place, and even the musical score brought me back to the episodic song intervals that Miami Vice created.

The moody, dark atmosphere of dingy, crime-infested Los Angeles is perfectly set against glossy, glamorous high-rise and sprawling estate scenes. The bright and luminous city skyline is a feast for the eyes.

The cop/criminal dynamic is the main draw as Heat flexes its masculine muscles scene after scene. A bloody bank heist gone wrong at the beginning of the film cements what Mann is trying to create here.

A guy’s film with enough juice to hook the introspective film viewer, too.

Not remembered as well as it probably should be, Heat holds up surprisingly well when compared to similar but hokey 1990s action films like Lethal Weapon and the Die Hard films.

Though there’s not a whole lot new in Heat (1995), rich writing and powerful acting win out every time, and, of course, Pacino and De Niro are worth the price of admission.