The art of captivating an audience with a two-and-a-half-minute scene of a man sweeping the floors of the Roadhouse – and making it memorable – is what real cinematography is all about, and it’s one Lynch has mastered following his own gaze and spiritual callings. As over the top or downplayed as his eclectic mix of characters often are, he insists on the viewer’s investment – sometimes even by poking fun at them with a sense of humour only he fully understands