Brilliant! . . . I have absolutely no idea what's going on

Last night I finally made it to the AFI Silver Theatre in Silver Spring to see David Lynch's newest film, Inland Empire. I'd been waiting for this day—the day I got to see a new Lynch film on the big screen—ever since I saw Lost Highway and began calling myself a fan of Lynch's work. Let's just say, as I left the theater last night, I was completely sated—yet completely baffled. I had partially expected this, given Lynch's style for abstractly examining the darkest and strangest corners of the human mind . . . but not to the degree I was feeling! So having said that, before I put together a full review of Inland Empire, I'll need to take a few days to gather my thoughts and figure out just what precisely I did see!

Let me say this much, though: Lynch far outdid himself with this film! At just under 3 hours, Lynch pulled us deep into his world of obscurity and fear, and never let up for a second . . . and if you thought Lost Highway or Mulholland Dr. were baffling and mind-blowing, Inland Empire makes those films look like Peter Pan in comparison. There's no denying the man's brilliance, and I think Inland Empire is probably going to serve as David Lynch's magnum opus.