The empire within. A story of disturbance.

Disturbance can be defined as a temporary change in average environmental conditions. The vast empire within us often suffers severe disturbance. Main land desintegrates and a sense of departure arises. Inland is multiplied in a series of filmic sequences. Asynchronous. Non-logical. Timeless.

I went to see David Lynch's Inland Empire. To me, these almost three hours of demential delirum and hallucination are a sympton of that desintegration.

The main character's desire of trespassing fidelity ("strange, what love does", says the soundtrack) comes back and around to haunt her in the form of fierce guilt as she enters in a sucession of panic rooms. And the sense of deja vue settles down to cause disquietness. It is today but it is tomorrow. Or tomorrow is announced today in the fashion of greek tragedy. WE, spectators, are the participating choir. We definitely have a role to play.

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