I have some special feelings to David Lynch’s works, I found it extremely personal.
My philosophy is based on the idea that different people due to various random (or not) circumstances have different perception of the world, so from time to time it happens that some of them have something in common in their views on everything. You can’t actually explain it profoundly, but the way a person speaks by his works seems to you incredibly familiar language, you know that you speak that language as well.
So, I’ve heard once this thought from someone, that David Lynch just shows the world he lives in. Well, I guess I live in the same world, where fear and infernal are so close, you know, right here, right beyond those drapes.