Watched my ex-Blockbuster copy of My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done. It was indeed about as weird as you'd expect a Herzog/Lynch team-up to be.

Also, perhaps because I watched it in bed (green_trilobite was watching Kick-Ass in the living room), it was weirdly soothing. I think there was something of the "even a tragic fate is satisfying because ( Read more... )

Thanks, Mr. Kitty, for bringing this unauthorized badly-done comic-book bio of David Lynch to the world's attention. Wonder if Mr. Lynch is really as muscular as he looks in that next-to-last panel?