“ It’s the same eerie, bloodless quality of ersatz jazz that David Lynch depended on for club scenes in Mullholland Drive or Audrey Horne’s twirling in “Twin Peaks”, where the mellow becomes queasy and relaxation sours into uncertainty – when what’s supposed to relax you starts to actively upset you
Mike Powell on Bohren & der Club of Gore’s “Dolores” in Pitchfork.
