Weird and Wonderful: “Wild at Heart”

The name David Lynch typically calls to mind dark, surreal depictions of dreams and fears. From Eraserhead to Twin Peaks: The Return, Lynch has masterfully crafted worlds that force us to consider what might happen if our nightmares came to life. For the most part Lynch seems loyal to his motifs, but there are a few cases in which he follows a more straightforward story — Elephant Man, The Straight Story, and the romantic black comedy Wild at Heart. Lynch films tend to age like a fine wine, initially receiving negative responses from critics and later becoming cult classics. Wild at Heart was no exception upon its controversial win at the 1990 Cannes Film Festival, but I’m inclined to agree with the jury: this film is one you can’t miss.

Based on the 1989 novel of the same name, Wild at Heart stars Laura Dern as Lula, an energetic Southern belle, and Nicholas Cage as Sailor, an Elvis caricature with a criminal background. Lula and Sailor are separated by prison bars after Sailor is arrested for murder (although technically in self defense), but nothing can separate these lovestruck hooligans once Sailor is up for parole. Lula’s mother Marietta (Diane Ladd) decides to take matters into her own hands by hiring two hit men to kill Sailor, so the couple goes on the run. As they venture on a cross-country odyssey they run into no shortage of violence, from a fatal car crash to a robbery gone wrong. Things take a turn for the worst when Sailor joins forces with gangster Bobby Peru (Willem Dafoe), and it seems as though the sun has set on this magical, thrilling romance.

 

This film is melodramatic to the core, but don’t mistake this for a bad thing. The soap opera acting of Cage and Dern is delightfully over-the-top, as are the side characters. Lynch has a way of distilling a character to their essence, the isolated thing that makes them unconventional, and Wild at Heart expertly shows how this can be utilized to elicit every emotion. There were moments in the film that made me tense or uncomfortable, but there were also moments that made me laugh out loud. Then, there were moments like Lula and Sailor stopping on the side of the road to dance to thrash metal: goofy, perhaps unrealistic, but sincere. Despite Lula and Sailor living in a world entirely built around extremes, their love feels genuine. When Sailor returns from more time away, he initially rejects the idea of returning to Lula, but after a fight and a Wizard of Oz hallucination, hops over traffic to get to Lula, finally able to sing to her again. Therein lies the charm of Wild at Heart: tragic backstories, traumatic experiences, and rash decisions amplify the chaos surrounding this couple, but they can tune it all out through their love. In this film, every feeling is a grand gesture. Whether it’s the eerie feeling that something is about to go horribly wrong or the rush of being reunited with your soulmate, Lynch makes it feel as though we are witnessing the full range of human emotions in a two-hour trek across the southern U.S.

Not only is the film entertaining to watch because of the characters and plot, but it is stylish as hell. If I wasn’t already enthused by the melodrama, Cage’s snakeskin jacket and pop culture references were sure to hook me. Laura Dern’s fabulous 80s rocker outfits, a jazz-rock soundtrack by Angelo Badalamenti, and the stunning usage of color are just as aesthetically pleasing. Lynch himself described the film as “a picture about finding love in Hell,” and also described it as “truthful in some way.” Although it may be campy, Wild at Heart shows that in a world filled with violence and disaster, real love is still out there. Sailor’s willingness to fight for Lula, and her unconditional loyalty to him, are the bright spot in a story that should end terribly. The dynamic between all of the characters is what drew me in — between Sailor’s bluntness, Lula’s passion, Bobby Peru’s predatory nature, and Marietta’s lost grip on reality, the film also reminds us that sometimes humanity really can be absurd. This is the truth that Lynch describes, found under layers of comedy and fear, juxtaposed against one another with a heavy dosage of style. The film is just as Lula describes the world: “wild at heart and weird on top.”

 

Wild at Heart can also be categorized as a road movie, and I believe it’s a ride everyone should take. For those who are already familiar with Lynch’s work, there will be plenty of familiar faces, such as Grace Zabriskie, Sherilyn Fenn, and Harry Dean Stanton. If you’re new to the director, however, this film is the perfect introduction to his particularly strange method of storytelling. Unfortunately the film isn’t available to stream, but if you can get your hands on a physical copy it is absolutely worth the watch.

 

“If you are truly wild at heart, you’ll fight for your dreams”

 

The Rise of the Band Geeks, Episode 17: Ten Things to Do During the Off-Season

As a band geek desperate for fall to arrive again, I have compiled a 1000000000% foolproof way to ensure your winter semester will not be so depressing now that there is no marching band.  Just follow these easy steps, and you will be cured of your malaise!

Ten Things to Do During the Off-Season

  1. Go to Class.  There’s not really much else to do, and tuition isn’t exactly cheap, so this is definitely a good place to start.
  2. Build a Trebuchet.  Are you good at engineering?  Do you have an esoteric interest in medieval siege weapons that can yeet heavy objects such as cheese and cows up to 300 feet away?  Well, have I got an activity for you!  Using nothing but sticks and compostable utensils from the dining hall, you can bide your time by building a trebuchet that will collapse if there’s so much as a soft breeze!
  3. Go Ice Skating.  Ice required.
  4. Practice Your Instrument.  What?  Practicing?  In the off-season?  It’s more common than you think.
  5. Play With Your Stuffed Octopus.  Even evil plush octopi need friends to cuddle!  Become a companion to your stuffed octopus overlord today, and you will be spared when The Army takes control of campus!
  6. Develop Your Social Life.  You’re a band geek.  You don’t have a social life outside of band.  Proceed to 7.
  7. Learn How to Play the Kahoot Theme.  If you’re in a dorm and want to use a music practice room, play the Kahoot theme on the side while you’re having an intellectual conversation with your family.  That way, you’re not abusing the practice room!  Sheet music not included.
  8. Cry.  You want to be in marching band forever.  You don’t want to adult.  The real world is scary.  The real world doesn’t have marching band.
  9. Repeat Step 8.
  10. Listen to Traditionals on Repeat Until Band Camp.  The Victors, Let’s Go Blue, skip over Varsity, T Dubs…ah, yes, now loop T Dubs ad infinitum!  Problem solved!  (You might also want to practice traditionals so you can make pregame next season.)

Author’s Note:  If you do not complete all these activities while wearing the Holy Band Beanie, a diag squirrel will chase you down and steal your tater tots.

My Name is Minette, Chapter Eleven: Paw’s Plan

“Irma’s right,” Minette said. “It’s a little early to talk about this, isn’t it?” She tried a smile. Maw and Paw liked to get serious sometimes, to impart Elder Wisdom upon the Youths, but those moments never lasted long. Minette just had to get through this one.

“I met a boy who goes to school in town,” Rhys piped up. “He’s my age, and he’s the son of the candlemaker. If they can–”

“It’s never too early to get your affairs in order,” Maw said, barely blinking at Rhys’ words.

Rhys went quiet. Minette had nothing to say, either, and definitely not Irma.

“I thought you’d be happy,” Paw added after the silence hung around too long, and Minette didn’t miss the edge of hurt in his tone.

Minette’s heart fell into her tummy. She sighed. “I… I just don’t think I’m ready yet,” she said. “I could use some more time. To practice. At the smithy.” It was the most and the least she could say to appease Paw and eliminate any suspicion. Minette didn’t know how to explain herself if he learned that she didn’t want to be the man of the house. She didn’t want to run a smoky, choking business for forty years and then die because of it and consign her beefy son to the same fate. She didn’t want to impregnate some woman. She didn’t want to drop her kids on a wife locked at home while Minette compared her muscles with other men at the pub and complained about naughty children and nagging.

“Of course y’are!” Paw exclaimed. “We’ll go to the mines tomorrow. I want you to find me the softest ore. Something good to work on on your own. Once you do that, we’ll start your partnership, and let the women in town know you’re eligible. It’ll all fall together.”

Minette nodded, running a sweaty hand through her hair. She schooled the look on her face. He made it sound so easy, like she’d stumble into the forge and then stumble home to bed her wife. Easy peasy. She’d thought he would back off, give her time. Some pointers, maybe. But instead, he’d only doubled down. 

In that moment, Minette had already run through a million and one different scenarios where she sabotaged Paw’s copper test or intentionally pulled out the grossest, worst piece of copper ever, but she crossed them all off her mental list. Paw knew her too well to fall for a trick like that. Plus, if he did think she was that brick dumb stupid, it still wouldn’t stop the part Minette was truly afraid of: the siring of sons. The sense of duty. The unseen woman, the loyal wife.

“That hair,” Maw added, nodding over at Paw. “That goes, too.”

Scribble #16: Iris (Hold Me Close)

“Something in your eyes took a thousand years to get here…”

Generally speaking, Valentine’s Day for me is an annoying reminder of “being alone.” Although the official ​​Singles Awareness Day is on February 15, a day after Valentine’s Day, February 14th seems like the day that makes me most aware of being single. Relating to this, I had a conversation with a close friend recently about the concept of “being alone” and the importance of focusing on the ways that we aren’t alone instead of the ways that we are.

“You, I’m sure I’ve met long before…”

This year, I’m fortunate and grateful to be able to say my Valentine’s Day was full of love. Some examples of this love are being handed a flower by a stranger in the Diag and being told it was a random act of kindness, receiving a box of chocolates in the mail from my mom, and coming back from my classes to a bouquet of flowers and heartfelt card in front of my door, courtesy of the friend who I had the conversation about “being alone” with.

“The darkness just lets us see who we are…”

Without knowing what feeling lonely is like, I might forget to appreciate all of the people who remind me I am not alone. I’m lucky to have been reminded of this so many times on Valentine’s Day, but not being alone comes in more forms than being given gifts. Not being alone – love – means feeling like I can talk to my friends and trust that they’re looking out for me. It means the selfless acts we do for each other every day that go unnoticed yet are alwaysreciprocated. This Valentine’s Day, I was beautifully reminded that I have the privilege of being able to recognize that, for me, “being alone” is a mindset. The second I decide that I am not alone, I suddenly see the countless ways that I am loved.

“Free yourself to be yourself.”

Listen to Iris (Hold Me Close) here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2GAbVK8pZmU

Kita Again

Upon placing Kita right next to her fellow player characters, I realized she looked way too modern. So I redid her. I wanted to keep her traveler aspect but I had to dial down the tourist part of her character design. I also toyed with her having openings on her boots in case she needed to release bees from her legs. I’m now working on making her face more inhuman with wider set eyes, etc.