‘So I had these ideas and they married up with some ideas I got from Barry Gifford’s book Night People, so I called Barry, then I flew up to Berkeley and met with him. I told him my idea and he didn’t like it, then he told me his idea and I didn’t like it, so we sat there and looked at each other for a little bit. Then I think I told him the idea of being at a party and meeting someone who tells you that they’re at your house at the same time that they’re talking to you, and Barry said, ‘I like that idea.’ Somewhere along the line we started riffing and Lost Highway came out.
It’s not a funny film, because it’s not a good highway these people are going down. I don’t believe all highways are lost, but there are plenty of places to get lost, and there’s some kind of pleasure in getting lost – like Chet Baker said, let’s get lost. And look what happened to him. He fell out of a window. Everybody’s searching for somebody, and when things get crazy you have a desire to get lost and do something, but lots of things you do get you in trouble. Taking drugs is a way of getting lost. There are so many good things about drugs that it’s a hard sell telling people not to take them, but you pay a price for taking them that’s worse than the good feeling they give you.’
[David Lynch and Kristine McKenna, Room to dream, p. 352-353.]