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No, David Lynch, I Won't Buy Your $20 Coffee
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I have long been a fan of the freaky genius that is David Lynch. Even when I have no idea what his movie's about (Mulholland Drive) or think that one is about something, but have no way of corroborating if I'm right (Inland Empire), I love the sheer, unabashed weirdness that pops out of his enormous head.Now, Mr. Lynch wants to sell me coffee. I guess he's been selling it for five years, but he sent out a Twitter message this morning that it's now for sale through Amazon and at the L.A. book shop, Book Soup. Well, I love coffee! I love coffee even more than I love David Lynch, if that's possible! Unfortunately, though, his "David Lynch Signature Cup Coffee" retails for $16.27 for a 12 oz. canister (or 8 oz. for $11.95). Unless he can assure me that Laura Dern picked the beans with her own hands, and that drinking a cup will allow me to watch sitcoms starring people with huge rabbit heads, at that price I think I'll pass.
To be fair, all the proceeds go to Lynch's scholarship fund at the American Film Institute. And you do get a dandy little container with Lynch's face on it, which I guess would be good for putting pencils in or something. But even over at Amazon, where you can buy the coffee through their grocery division, the stuff is $20 for a pound of beans. That's a little spendy, even if I do get a free pencil cup out of the deal.
Lynch is always interesting, though -- he's a proponent of Transcendental Meditation, and started a foundation to offer it to children suffering from ADHD and other forms of stress. And the director offers a daily L.A. weather report on his website. So really ... why not sell coffee?
The coffee's ad line reads "It's all about the beans ... and I'm just full of beans." Indeed he is.
Check out a short video of Lynch talking about his coffee, after the jump.
Review: Black Gold
Filed under: Documentary », New Releases », Theatrical Reviews »
I love coffee. And I'm not talking about your double-half-caff-latte-with-a-twist. I'm talking black coffee, nothing in it. Why drown the taste with sugar and cream? Isn't that like dumping ice cubes in your Pinot Noir? I've been grinding my own beans and brewing my own coffee for years. I know which brands I like, and I try to buy 'Fair Trade' when I can. But ultimately what I really know about coffee could only fill about half a cup.
That's where the new documentary Black Gold, now in limited release, comes in. First-time filmmakers (and brothers) Marc and Nick Francis travel the world over to capture images of coffee plantations, coffee farmers and loving hands carefully caressing piles of unroasted beans. But if this were merely a documentary about the process of bean fields-to-Starbucks, it wouldn't be playing in theaters. No, Black Gold is actually the year's 1000th passive political documentary about how horrible the world is. In Ethiopia, where some of the the finest coffee in the world is harvested, farmers get the equivalent of pennies per sack, whereas, halfway around the world, Westerners pay up to three dollars per cup. Fortunately the film didn't make me feel guilty enough to give up coffee, and it does offer a small, simple response -- if not a solution -- available to nearly anyone in this country.
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