There’s something strange about reviewing David Lynch: The Art Life on a website such as this. It’s not that the film lacks merit as a documentary; on the contrary, it’s an absorbing and elegant piece of filmmaking. But one suspects that many readers are intrigued by what the film might reveal about David Lynch, the filmmaker (indeed, this was my angle …
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