Breaking Baz: How David Lynch’s Vivid Imagination Was Sparked By What He Saw Beyond His Bedroom Widow As A Kid

David Lynch, whose death was announced Thursday, was my motion picture lodestar. When his 1977 movie Eraserhead played at an obscure film festival, now long gone, in Woolwich, London, it was like nirvana for a kid raised on The Sound of Music, Cliff Richard in Summer Holiday and Tommy Steele in Half a Sixpence! It was my kind of weirdness. Thank