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Article: Blue velvet.
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- National Review
- Article date:
- November 7, 1986
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NEAT TRICK
HOW LONG has it been since an American movie has garnered a harvest of laurels like the one being heaped on a piece of mindless junk called Blue Velvet? David Lynch's previous films were Eraserhead, a gross-out for cultists, and the inept and contemptible Elephant Man and Dune. True pornography, which does not pretend to be anything else, has at least that shred of honesty to recommend it; Blue Velvet, which pretends to be art, and is taken for it by most critics, has dishonesty and stupidity as well as grossness on its conscience.
That the film deals--without much explicitness but with maximal striving for sexual arousal--with sadomasochism, ...