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2:26 - Gorgeous shots of high-impact swing dancing. While the Lynch vibe permeates everything, this recalls the first minutes of Mulholland Drive, specifically. As those of us who remember the 90s clearly can attest, swing dancing can be both majestic and disturbing.
2:36 - Wait. Was that a subliminal cut-in of a pig? Is that the pig that Scott Walker just sang wanted revenge??? Getting nervous.
2:57 - As a lady tennis player sloooowly floats over the center court net towards the ground, we hear the distorted horns again. They are the horns of athletic spookiness.
3:14 - Line that I am most likely mishearing, that one might hear, correctly, in an Azealia Banks song: "Just might bust yer cunk."
3:21 - FAST MOTION!
4:27 - Suddenly, like finding ourselves in the land of Oz, we have full color! It's on a shot of a spooky murder field, yes, but it's still a little bit wondrous.
5:15 - OK, at this point you might want to mentally prepare yourself against the animal instinct to violently slap your computer screen. Ready?
5:16 - AHHHHHHHH, there's a spider on your belly button. Kill it! [Slap] [Crash]
6:10 - Those ominous white shoes fill with ever more pedals. It's easy to zone out on the images here, occasionally losing track of Walker's lyric. But he definitely just sang, "[something, something] decapitation."
6:46 - The horns of athletic spookiness return, as a sleepy blond stands amid that recurring shower of flower pedals. Have those been her white shoes all along? Wait, is she the shoes?
7:06 - The devil's hulu girl returns. Guys, maybe I'm starting to be a little bit afraid of Hawaiians.