The Grandmother

Court métrage / Art et essai
États-Unis, 1970, 34 min

Réalisation:

David Lynch

Scénario:

David Lynch

Photographie:

David Lynch
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Beneath the earth a family is born, whose members come into the world bursting through a pile of sodden leaves. Father, mother and son are forced to live together, imprisoned in this dark, reproductive mechanism. The child, who is a perpetual lightning rod for his father’s rage and is often left on his own, plants a seed in his bed, which germinates into a grandmother. David Lynch, who, for years, entertained the idea of making a feature based on Franz Kafka, had already anticipated similar thoughts in his third short film. Using a combination of live action and animation, he explores territory, whose atmosphere is reminiscent of "The Metamorphosis" and "Letter to My Father". (Karlovy Vary International Film Festival)

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anglais The Grandmother is a Lynchian film that notably presents a blend of different forms, while also aiming to show that sometimes it's not just about the narrative, but about what we see in each scene as we watch. A film about the uprooting of children, about how their escape into fantasy can sometimes be stronger than their connection to reality. Lynch once again doesn't spare the viewer and goes into everything he wants to. Whether the viewer accepts it is up to him or her. I did find some interesting moments here. Especially the "arrival" of the grandmother is Lynchianly dark and almost inhuman. ()