It all starts when Jeffrey finds a human ear in a vacant lot and turns it over to the local police station. A while later, when his curiosity as to their investigation leaves him with very little info, he luckily sparks up a friendship with the head detective's teenage daughter who fills Jeffrey in on a few key details pertaining to the case. He decides to do some sleuthing of his own by worming into the apartment of a lounge performer who is apparently mixed up in kidnapping case involving her family and a crazed lunatic named Frank. Jeffrey's unintended entanglement in this dangerous criminal world lands him in the clutches of Frank and his goons.
"Blue Velvet" is one of David Lynch's more 'coherent' movies - a far cry from stuff like "Eraserhead" and "Lost Highway", which, as much as I love those films, I really dig this one as a more linear structured, 'noir'-type flick. Great performances from the lovely Italian bird, Isabella Rossellini - whose performance as the frequently raped and battered club singer so drastically affected the late fucking idiot critic Roger Ebert's opinion of the film, showing what a clueless 'cuck' he was. Dennis Hopper, like I said, is phenomenal as the Nitrous Oxide huffing nutcase perv, Frank, whose sexual degradation of women is exceptionally creepy and unpredictable. His spazzed out dry-humping/beating of Rossellini in his debut scene is a pretty fucking bugged out moment, as well as the oddly surreal scene of some androgynous freako crooning into a light bulb while Frank gets misty-eyed. "Blue Velvet" is a great film that is in parts disturbing, sleazy, and intriguing.
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