A closer look
Becoming the reigning king of weird cinema demands blue-collar dedication. When the funding for his bizarre, nightmarish student film completely dried up, a young David Lynch didn't give up; he picked up a Wall Street Journal paper route. He spent half a decade throwing newspapers onto porches at dawn, hoarding every single penny to buy film stock and build grotesque mutant baby puppets in some abandoned stables, accidentally sparking a midnight theater cult phenomenon in the process.
