A French film based on David Lynch's student years. I don't know if it is taken from an auto/biography or completely fabricated, but it covers a period at art college after leaving law school.
The location is a mixture of spacious and airy stone buildings, with some winding, narrow corridors and stone staircases, with a beautiful sweeping oval staircase of several stories in the main building.
This setting allows for some Lynchian tropes: vintage iron radiators, moisture dripping into puddles, a wheelchair user, a character who only appears to make short gnomic comments before receding into the shadows, and a final coda to please fans.
Lynch is portrayed as a prodigiously talented artist but a slightly scuzzy human being, almost parasitic in his relationships, and a terrible timekeeper. Although the script involves people scheming against him, his own trajectory is self-destructive without help.
While not without flaws, the pacing is good and the characters a fair mix of narcissists, schemers and saints. Enjoyable, but I cannot comment on its accuracy.
