Lynch's INLAND EMPIRE is net cinema on the big screen and it doesn't belong there. Twisting in my seat for three hours was torture. What I wanted to do was stop the film, go back a few scenes or frames. Go get a bite to eat, think about it, discuss with others and then return. I wanted to read it, not be immersed in it. I know this is heretical with Lynch (he doesn't allow chapters in his DVD releases) but it is the way I wanted to grapple with it. And it is some kind of monster.