I am going to try, for the third time now, to write a review for "Dumbland", Davis Lynch's 8 part masterpiece, that will do it justice. I will fail, not only because I'm a horrible writer, but because I don't even think the best writer could do this justice.
"Dumbland" was a challenge for me. I watched it about a week for some reason and immediately despised it. I found it annoyingly crude, immature, and horribly unfunny. The next day, though, I started thinking about it again, in particular the second chapter, in which a salesman comes up to Randy, the main character of "Dumbland", offering him a product called "Smell Gud", only to be a victim of Randy's rage and violence. I found it hilarious, and immediately re-watched it.
And you know what? I liked it a lot that time. I found it to be quite funny, in it's incredibly absurd take on suburban life. But again, I found myself thinking about it more. I realized David Lynch wasn't making this incredibly absurd comedy just for absurdity's sakes,he must have had something he wanted to accomplish through "Dumbland". And that's when it me; "Dumbland" wasn't a comically exaggerated look at suburban life, it was the reality! Randy wasn't just some fictional character, he was a representation of me, of my family, of my friends, of everyone I know. His violence, his rage, his vulgarity, his ignorance; it's in all of us. The symbolism in "Dumbland" all made sense; it was not the absurd one, I WAS
I understand that a lot of people missed the point of "Dumbland".I just want to say that that's too bad, and I hope that maybe you, like me, will also come around to this wonderful piece of art. Oh, and fuck "Inception"