David Lynch | Crazy Clown Time

Sunday Best Recordings (2011)
By BARRY THOMPSON  |  November 2, 2011
2.5 2.5 Stars

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Psychically separating Crazy Clown Time from David Lynch's peerless filmmaking legacy is sort of like guzzling Lynch's signature brand of coffee until overstimulation compels you to write Twin Peaks fan-fic erotica staring Agent Cooper and the Log Lady, and all the while telling yourself these actions do not co-relate. On Lynch's foray into experimental electro-pop, memorable scenes sporadically pop out of a sprawling, suave, stylish dreamscape where, a lot of the time, not much seems to be happening. In other words, it sounds like a movie he could have made. At intervals — such as the shadowy "Pinky's Dream" (beauteously belted out by Karen O of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, or the elegantly pensive "These are My Friends" — Lynch achieves the darkly engrossing hypnotism of Mulholland Drive. The title track — a swampy, tedious barrage of shrill non-sequiturs documenting a cretin soiree — sucks for the same reasons Inland Empire sucked. But overall, Crazy Clown Time can be aptly compared to Lost Highway (which has an amazing soundtrack featuring songs written by people other than Lynch). It's kind of cool, kind of confusing, and kind of boring.
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