Extrañamente brillante
Pocos pueden contar lo que el cuenta, poéticamente retorcido, misterioso, el maestro de lo real, de lo irreal y del lo real simbólico. David, sabe plasmar perfectamente sueños y tramas que aparecen ocultas y visibles a su antojo desencadenando delirios imaginarios frustándonos por el coco que tiene y creando solo dudas que no llegamos a vislumbrar por muchas teorias que tengamos de sus tramas cinematográficas. Destacadas películas como Terciopelo azul, Mulholland Drive, Inland Empire o Lost Highway hacen de tu obra secretos ocultos difíciles de descifrar. Gracias por tu amor al surrealismo más puro.
The Surrealist Director On Growing Up in the Woods and His First Cigarette
Legendary filmmaker David Lynch captures the opulent interior he designed for Club Silencio in these photographs taken exclusively for NOWNESS. Hidden six flights below ground level at 142 rue Montmartre in Paris, the filmmaker, artist and musician christened the club after the eerie cabaret in his noir-infused Mulholland Drive. Responsible for pitch-black and surreal celluloid visions such as Blue Velvet and cult TV series Twin Peaks, Lynch has conjured a bewitching atmosphere inside the curved network of basement rooms. Accessed through a glittering tunnel leading off the cocktail bar, Silencio has an art deco cinema, reflective dance floor, a Fire Walk With Me-style stage, and a 50s art library featuring a selection of the director’s most treasured books from Kafka to Dostoevsky––not to mention the smoking room disguised as a mini indoor forest. During the week-long Carte Blanche festival, Lynch will be programming events at the club, with live shows from the likes of The Kills and Lykke Li, and screenings of his favorite films, from Billy Wilder’s Sunset Boulevard to Stanley Kubrick’sLolita. Ahead of hosting Silencio Fragments, an exhibition of the Lynch photographs premiered here, NOWNESS met the director over coffee at Foundation Cartier in Paris to talk dreams, memories and why you won’t find him on the dancefloor. In trademark shirt buttoned to the neck and requisite coffee in hand, cinematic auteur David Lynch reminisces to NOWNESS —in his distinctive, offbeat monotone—about his childhood love affair with the woods and smoking cigarettes. Born in Missoula, Montana, the polymath spent an itinerant childhood in the small-town, white picket fence America depicted in the opening to his disturbing psychosexual horror Blue Velvet. With a father who worked for the Department of Agriculture, Lynch’s fascination with nature was crystallized young and emerges in the rustling, ominous trees that surround the cherry-pie world of Twin Peaks. At Silencio, the club he conceived and designed, Lynch has neatly managed to marry his aforementioned twin passions with an ingenious smoking room disguised as an indoor forest. “The mood and feel that exists in the club comes from great lighting,” he explains. “You think of colors and shapes and the way the light plays off those things. The club has no windows, so once you’re inside, you could be anywhere, or nowhere.”
