The thing you need to know about the late David Lynch’s 1997 whatzit Lost Highway is that it’s told from the perspective of a crazy person. (David Bowie’s “I’m Deranged” doesn’t play during the opening credits just because it sounds cool.) Bill Pullman plays a paranoid avant-garde saxophonist named Fred Madison who goes to prison for allegedly killing his wife Renee (Patricia Arquette). He literally escapes his existence by transforming into a studly grease monkey (Balthazar Getty) who gets involved in a murderous scheme with a blond-haired moll (also played by Arquette) who looks a lot like the dead wife. Lost Highway was Lynch’s big comeback after flopping with Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me in 1992, dipping his toes back into weird waters with this fucked-up film noir (inspired by the O.J. Simpson case!). Just like Fire, Highway was underappreciated upon release — Siskel and Ebert’s negative reaction famously became part of the movie’s marketing campaign. But I like to think the film was a twisted test run for Lynch, a chance to work out some kinks (in every sense of the word) before he wowed and baffled audiences with Mulholland Drive. It’s playing as part of the ongoing David Lynch: A Retrospective, and will be preceded by the short film “Six Men Getting Sick.” Visit belcourt.org for showtimes. CRAIG D. LINDSEY