Probably the most famous surrealist film outside of Bunuel, ERASERHEAD is a feast for the imagination; although it was David Lynch's first feature, it's an extraordinarily confident film, a view of everyday life as seen through a grossly skewed lens. It's not a perfect film, being a bit too long and too slow for its own good, but the care and detail Lynch put into the film is often breathtaking, and it must be counted an essential work. And remember: In Heaven...everything is fine.

It takes the right mindset and the right timing (late at night, all alone) to really enjoy Eraserhead, but once you're there it's impossible to get out. The soundtrack is sparse and haunting when it isn't filled with grating industrial scrapes and the incessant crying of a deformed baby. Hey, it sounds like a negative, but Eraserhead isn't like any other film, these aspects work perfectly. Beautiful and filled with Lynch's heart and soul, it's hard not to love its quirkiness.

4/5

A parental nightmare. Some of the images in here will never leave my memory, I'm sure of it. The climax freaked me out deep down inside, unsettled me to my very core, and if a film can do that, then it is definitely something special.

This movie is terrafing. The baby is like a thing out of jurassic park.

This movie really gets under your skin! I saw a fish dish once that looked like the baby and I almost hurled.

Great atmosphere, but the kind of thing I don't think I'd want to watch again.

The legendary midnight movie that put Lynch on the cult-film map is a one-of-a-kind hallucination that plays like a nightmare experienced by a nuclear-holocaust survivor: consistently creepy and often brilliant, with one of the best hemorrhaging-chicken scenes ever captured on celluloid.

Lynch films are worth the wait.

Chilling

This beautifully horrifying descent into a wet nightmare is a tense and hypnotic view on the unbearable fears and anxieties these two newly-married parents have to face. Eraserhead may not be for everyone, but it certainly went up my alley. And then raped me.

Quite good and certainly works as a pacesetter for his career, but as a personal film it seems to punish us too much when we can't grasp some of the esoteric messages. It works well to convey Lynch's seemingly haunting feelings about what seemingly seems so unnatural to him, but perhaps it's just a bit too much at critical times. However, the atmosphere is perfect, and the little symbols I can pick out are clever and engaging.

I haven't seen weirder movie than this one