The face thing started out as a penis spurting blood, right?
Well at least that's what I saw. And that better be what David Lynch tried going for, instead of all this "make your own interpretation" shizzle. If I'm really just using this film as a medium to peer deep within my own pervy, penis-centric self, then this is very disheartening.
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