Film

Wild at Heart

Name: Wild at Heart
Genre: Crime, Thriller, Romance
Released: 1990
Cast: Nicolas Cage, Laura Dern, Willem Dafoe, Diane Ladd, Harry Dean Stanton

David Lynch's lurid, sex-and-violence-soaked fairy tale sends Sailor and Lula fleeing Lula's murderous mother in a snakeskin-jacket road trip through swamp motels and roadside carnage. Equal parts Elvis tribute, Wizard of Oz homage, and grindhouse noir, it swings from tender romance to grotesque violence without warning. Watch it for Cage's swaggering commitment and Dern's raw nerve — not for restraint, logic, or good taste.

TMDb rating

7.0

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