Michael Shannon, Willem Dafoe, Chloe Sevigny and Udo Kier have joined the cast of Werner Herzog and David Lynch’s collaboration, My Son, My Son, What Have Ye Done.
The story is loosely based on events surrounding a San Diego man who acted out a Sophocles play in his mind and murdered his mother with a sword. [ScreenDaily]
In related news, I’m hard right now. FilmDrunk was also able to obtain a future transcript of the first day of shooting:
HERZOG: Achtung! Schnell, schnell. Ya, das ist eine script meeting. Okay ya: oont ven ve zoom een on za killer, I vant zat ve make sure za closeup ist on za eyes. Zeess man hast no soul. Zairfore, I vant zat ze pupils vill reflect za state of nussink, za infinite blackness zat vaits for us all. I sink is beautiful, no? It is like za death of za puppy, or za child who starve. Oont less light! I hate za sunlight on my set moar zen I hate za sugar on mein cheerios.
LYNCH: Yes, yes, agreed. And then the story picks back up seconds later, with a couple of beautiful lesbians. We can feel it, the unbridled passion of their lovemaking, as the rats scurry beneath the floorboards. Then, just at the height of the orgasm, our heroine picks up the phone. “Hello?” she’ll ask, “Is anyone there?” And who’s at the other end of the line? Why, I’ll tell you who: A man with a chicken.


Man, who does Chloe Sevigny have to blow to get a good role?
Why can’t my son show that kind of initiative.
Antonio Banderas has asked about playing a character named Oedipus in Boots.
If Ben Affleck were directing, this would be called Gone Baby Antigone.
I only clicked on this post to see how Megan Fox’s nakedness would play into the theme. I’m disappointed.
Is this a sequel to Electra?
Unless he kills his mother with a Batleth and calls her a sodding cunt while he does it, I’m not interested.
Not to criticize too much, but your Lynch dialog needs some work. Mostly because that made more sense to me than Lost Highway ever did.
This same thing happened to me. The only difference is that after I put my sword in my mom, she just woke up and got all weirded out.
Then turned on.
And quit stealing my “ue.”
Nice Av, Madman. I take it mine hasn’t updated on your screen yet?
I once had a Sophocles on my dick. It’s cool though, because those things burn right off.
They should have followed Christian Bale and told him stuff like “Hey man, your Mom said your wife couldn’t cook for shit” and “Dude, your mom gives your wife bunny ears everytime no one else is looking”.
Then they could have shot this documentary style.
My eleven-year-old cousin has an orange belt in Udo Kier.
As a follow-up, Lynch and Herzog are making “Qa’plah, Qa’plah, What have you forshak?” about
Fekthe vulcan stick-up manMy dick’s jury is still out on Chloe Sevigny. The prosecution has attempted to hold a pretty flaccid argument, but I hear the defendant has some “goop splattering” photos to offer as evidence…said my pubes.
Chod, I suggest the defense submit a paper bag as evidence as well- it’ll break the case their way
I like my David Lynch films, the same as my Sudokus: confusing as a mother fucker.
Anyone seen that Lynch film with the two black guys in it?
I acted out an Andrew Lloyd Webber play in my mind and stabbed my mom with my dick.
My little niece thinks she’s a huge Herzog fan. What she doesn’t understand is that this dude would never run around scooping up gold rings.
I thought that was a black guy and a white chick.
sorry, Donk, I still see a little puppy. And my old one too
Beatrix Potter explained the emptyness of life to children with her famous “Brown Bunny in Blue Velvet” tale.
I’m writing a movie about a cowboy who kills his father and marries his mother.
Its called Oedipus Tex.
I acted out ‘Repo!: The Genetic Opera’ in my mind and my mom took away my Legos.
“…a San Diego man who acted out a Sophocles play in his mind”
Impossible, I mean, where the fuck would they fit the lights? The soundboard? The cast? The craft services!? Where the fuck would they put the CRAFT SERVICES???
I acted out ‘West Side Story’ in my mind and stabbed my mom because I wanted to fuck my dad.
Can someone please introduce David Lynch to Marissa Miller? I was on board with Arquette and Watts, but Sevigny is not quite my taste for “watching soft-core porn while pretending to be cerebral.”
I fucking loved that part in Jurassic Park II, where Julianne Moore was trying to take the picture of the baby Sophocles and the other dinosaurs went all Bale on her. That was the tits.
Was the son a disgraced Scientologist?
I acted “My Fair Lady” in my mind and stabbed my mom because she was the reanimated corpse of Audrey Hepburn.
I like your’s better Donk. Tho I imagine him screaming “BLAAART!”
Having David Lynch ask you to be in one of his films, must be right up there with that dude who wanted you to get in his Pontiac and eat Jolly Ranchers, when you were nine.
I acted out a part from ‘The King and I’ with my dick when I was 12.
“Getting to know you. Getting to know all abooooout you”
Awesome new up….up.
i heard this was david lynch’s take on the sword in the stone.