Please be patient I have Autism.
Along with Dune and The Elephant Man, this is the only movie Lynch made about people without psychological problems, but here he goes a step further and basically entirely rejects Freudian schemata to make a movie about someone who is, aside from a grudge against his estranged brother, almost completely healthy. That's why it doesn't feel "Lynchian."
Postmodern surrealism has failed to jettison Freud's notion that only the neurotic has dreams, and I find this sort of boring because having…
I for one cannot wait until gene editing is advanced enough so that in-between daily injections of telomerase to indefinitely extend my lifespan I can catch the latest AI generated blockbooster about how good it is that the regime can correct itself after it sciences too hard.
Most of the criticism of this revolves around tongue in cheek assessments of its supposed educational value and not the fact that in 20 minutes it manages to condense world history into a post-ironic internet meme about the complexity of life with unlimited information access, which is I think more worthy of praise.
The entire history of the world is just a footnote to missing you.