A horribly burned man pulls a lever, and stardust falls on Henry Spencer in a post-apocalyptic city where dream-women live in radiators, mutant babies scream and sprout pox, and elevators take a disturbingly long time to come. David Lynchs horror film redefines the genre by eliminating shocks in favor of slow, creeping dread and an overwhelming sense of despair. Easily one of the most important films of the last 31 years, and an inspiration to independent filmmakers and avant-garde musicians, Eraserhead must be seen on a big screen to be truly appreciated.