I get it. I get Blue Velvet on every level. I really do. Of course, that doesn’t give it a pass.
I will start by saying that this, our third film in the Dennis Hopper spotlight, has one of the best Hopper performances I’ve seen to date. His Frank Booth was so unbelievably nasty and vile. A villain you truly love to hate. Hopper delivers each and every venom filled line with gusto and precision. And when he needs to be a sniveling, drug addled cry baby, he pulls that off without a hitch. Perfect casting on the part of director David Lynch. Read the rest of this entry