hard to find things to say about either this movie or david lynch that haven't already been said. for me, lynch was always a vanguard of film culture - often the unifying director for a group of bickering film devotees to agree on and an singular iconoclast that constantly inspired other singular iconoclasts. i don't necessarily know where that culture is going: the respect we have for artists and for each other seems to be fading away into the abyss…

enjoyed it! very charming! did feel sort of mcu-ish both in its need to never be too sincere or risk alienating a modern audience and the relative disinterest in socio-political ramifications of a major galaxy spanning crisis (do we really care about anyone on earth that's not grace or stratt? not at all!). plus some stuff that i think doesn't make sense when you think about it for longer than five seconds. but it was a good time and ryan…

so, the two teenagers have a manifesto. the woman has a manifesto. everyone has a manifesto. let's see about this film's manifesto.

Rule 1: there are two boys and a woman. boys love girls. girls love boys. boys love boys. don't worry about it.

Rule 2: the country side is hot and expansive and your car is so small and limited. you stare out the glass and try to understand. don't think too hard.

Rule 3: don't ask the woman…