Let's start the week with the most "Lynchian" documentary about Lynch, in which he leisurely recounts his childhood and youth, clearly skipping some key moments but consistently providing names, surnames, and addresses.
On screen, we mainly see the solitary Lynch, intently working in his studio on his paintings, or simply pondering while smoking, or driving somewhere. But the most important aspect is his artwork: dark surrealistic pieces created in mixed media, often accompanied by detailed — and in their own way even more haunting — explanatory captions.
There is no shortage of films, books, and shows about Lynch, but here the creators have found a specific angle: the fact that he is also a film director is mentioned only towards the end. What we have before us is a portrait of an engrossed artist who one day will feel that his painting has come to life and a breeze is blowing from it, after which he will delve into animation and enroll in a film school.