BLUE VELVET is perhaps one of David Lynch's best-remembered movies for that, and the reason for that is Dennis Hopper's undeniably electrifying turn as Frank, the villain of the piece. A crazed rapist and altogether nutcase, Hopper is clearly having a ball with the role and becomes one of the best villains of the era alongside the likes of Clarence Boddiker and Hannibal Lector. As for the rest of the film, it's a typical Lynch outing; better than a lot I've watched, but still a bit too slow, arty, and self-conscious for my liking. Kyle MacLachlan is a nice choice for the lead character, his fragility and youth contrasting with the tough characters he meets, and there's some good weirdness and suspense throughout. However, the film is also oddly hollow, and only really picks up in the second half.

It's an American suburban crime movie with great acting by Dennis Hopper (bad guy) but overall pretty unmemorable.The story didn't really offer anything to stand out as most of the actions of the main character did not have meaningful reasoning behind them. Also what was portrayed as bizarre or shocking in here doesn't really convey similar emotions now in 2018 as opposed to what they probably did in 1986. It's about a young guy who finds a chopped human ear and starts playing detective for no apparent reason.

This rating is probably inflated due to the name David Lynch and the respect I have for some movies he directed, such as Eraserhead and Elephant Man. The way the plot was constructed was simply inexcusable, with 0 to no logic. Some aspects I feel were just fillers and had no consequences whatsoever, basically pointless. I am talking about Jeff's father being injured and just remaining umentioned for the rest of the movie. Sandy's boyfriend whose only somewhat relevant appearence is in the end as well, when he tails Jeff and Sandy because he is jealous, but then that scene becomes irrelevant and nothing happens to Jess because they find the singer injured in that particular location for no reason. And the one which bothers me the most is when the singer confesses Jeff is her secret lover, Sandy cries about it but then forgives him. WHY DID THAT SCENE HAPPEN? If the answer is some corny pretentious symbolism, spare me. Also, the dialogues were so underwelming, unnatural, almost ressembling 7th grade play (written by the students). I honestly don't know how this movie has 2 hours, as so many interesting aspects, such as the relationship between the singer and his son and her husband, hell, he could have dedicated some time to explaining the singer's situation, we just learn about it through an assumption Jeff pulled out of his ass and happened to be 100% accurate. Also, the vast majority of the characters, such as the son and the husband, are only mentioned very superficially. I kind of think that most of the hype around this comes from the shock value of the sordid, violent sex scenes, and the waky crazy Frank (another character who was so superfitial and lazily constructed around the fact he is a maniac). The visuals are very impressive, but that doesn't change anything about the frankly medíocre, at best, plot of this movie.

A great thriller, or how ever you want cathegorize it, done in a true Lynchian fashion. It's a highly entertaining movie to watch. Compelling plot told with the absurdity and oddity of Lynch that is so fascinating to his work. Odd characters and beautiful performances, most memorable being the over the top character of Frank Booth played by Dennis Hopper.Overall a beautifully made film that I would definately put in the "must watch" section for anyone who hasn't seen it.