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David Lynch: The Art Life review - authentic and revealing | reviews, news & interviews

David Lynch: The Art Life review - authentic and revealing

David Lynch: The Art Life review - authentic and revealing

Candid doc charts Lynch's early years, and how his visual art morphed into film

David Lynch: an autobiographical voiceover telling a tightly argued tale

"You drink coffee, you smoke cigarettes, and you paint. And that’s it." So goes David Lynch’s memorable description of what he calls "the art life" in Jon Nguyen’s frank and engaging documentary. It’s a life that Lynch imagined himself living as a student and a young man – surrounded by the detritus of a disorderly studio, working all hours at his latest visual creation.

And for some of his early life, at least, it’s exactly the life that Lynch lived.

It’s this early period in Lynch’s creative life that’s the subject of Nguyen’s film, charting his childhood and student years as a driven, enthusiastic young artist, up to the creation of his movie Eraserhead in 1977, which would make his name as a film maker. David Lynch: The Art Life is virtually an autobiography, in fact. It’s told entirely through Lynch’s own voiceover – captured with deadpan frankness in a transparent recording booth, shots of which pepper the film – and uses a wealth of photos (pictured below) and home movie footage from the Lynch family. It feels spontaneous, off-the-cuff, but by the end it’s clear that this is a clearly structured, tightly argued tale.David Lynch: The Art LifeWe hear Lynch on his childhood – one that begins in tremendous happiness and freedom, he says, with supportive parents and good friends, but one that starts to grow darker as he falls in with the wrong crowd at high school (he doesn’t elaborate much), then worries over how he’d deal with the diverging strands of his life if they ever intersected.

Running throughout, however, is Lynch’s evident passion for visual art, crystallised at a young age by his contact with artist Bushnell Keeler, the father of a school friend. And it feels like an entirely natural, authentic passion: Lynch is seemingly unable to explain its origins, although he follows his calling through his determination to have his own studio, his rocky relationships with art colleges, and the difficulties it causes him with his parents. His father even disowns him at one point, following a disagreement over what time the young Lynch is expected home from his studio, the argument only resolved by Keeler’s intervention.David Lynch: The Art LifeWe get to see plenty of Lynch’s artworks (pictured above) – often shadowy, Bacon-like disfigured forms in unsettling landscapes, muttering obscenities, or reaching for something beyond their grasp. Or gnomic aphorisms scrawled in dirt. And plenty of Lynch himself at work, too, bending wires to form scratchy words, moulding eyeless faces from foam, tearing and ripping obsessively at his canvases.

This is a compelling portrait of a determined, highly individual young man, and it offers plenty of fresh perspectives on Lynch’s unmistakable creative world that we’re familiar with today. Yet its underlying thesis – that his work today can trace its origins directly back to events and memories from his childhood – just seems a bit too simplistic at times. It’s admittedly kicked off by Lynch himself, who right at the film’s beginning muses that you can’t escape the influence of the past on current ideas, even if they’re ideas that feel new. But Nguyen seems intent on pointing up specific references too, which can sometimes border on the absurd. Lynch reminiscing about playing in a mud pool as one of his earliest memories is immediately followed by a sequence in which he’s smearing mud-coloured paint across a canvas. A story of being "trapped" in his apartment as a student, afraid to step into the outside world, makes more sense when followed by a painting clearly conveying the same situation.

More fascinating, however, are the darker, more mysterious memories from Lynch’s childhood that sound like they could have stepped straight out of one of his movies. The mysterious bloody-mouthed naked woman he watches walking down his road in the dead of night as a young child. The inexplicable, apocalyptic storm that accompanies his first day at school. The deranged woman who crawls on all fours around the yard of his Philadelphia student lodgings. Nguyen, perhaps wisely, leaves these images to work their dark magic alone, but they suggest, too, a more creative blurring of memory and imagination, or at least an early predisposition towards the uncanny and the unexplained.

Nguyen’s movie elegantly charts Lynch’s move from static visual works into cinema, too – how he imagined his painted works somehow moving, leading to early experiments mixing live action and animation, and eventually his early movies The Grandmother and Eraserhead.

There’s plenty more that could have been picked apart here. At times, you long for someone to challenge Lynch, or ask him to elaborate on his assertions. But as a candid portrait of one of the most singular artists working today, presented entirely in his own terms, David Lynch: The Art Life feels authentic, revealing and anything but contrived.

The darker memories from Lynch's childhood sound like they could have stepped straight out of one of his movies

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