Blue Velvet, de David Lynch, États-Unis, 1986 (2h) avec Kyle MacLachlan, Dennis Hopper, Isabella Rossellini…

She wore blue velvet
Bluer than velvet was the night
Softer than satin was the light
From the stars
She wore blue velvet
Bluer than velvet were her eyes
Warmer than May her tender sighs
Love was ours
Ours a love I held tightly
Feeling the rapture grow
Like a flame burning brightly
But when she left, gone was the glow of
Blue velvet
But in my heart there’ll always be
Precious and warm, a memory
Through the years
And I still can see blue velvet
Through my tears

Bobby Vinton (Bernie Wayne/Lee Morris)

Immagini patinate del sogno americano, felicità come un mito pop cinematografico, stereotipi dai colori sgargianti (file ordinate di casette bianche recintate con degli steccati bianchi mascherati da fiori, un giardino davanti da innaffiare). Sotto la patina di perfezione artificiale, un formicolio di vizio e perversione, paura e incubo.

Des images patinées du rêve américain, le bonheur comme mythe pop cinématographique, stéréotypes aux couleurs voyantes (des rangées ordonnées de maisonnettes blanches clôturées par des palissades blanches masquées par des fleurs, un jardin en face à arroser). En dessous de la patine d’une perfection artificielle, un grouillement de vice et perversion, peur et cauchemar.

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