WHAT you think of Wild At Heart (Pearl, 2.35am) will be influenced by what you think of its director, David Lynch, creator of the kinky film Blue Velvet and the television series Twin Peaks. Never has a film been loved by so many people, and hated by so many others. It alternates between manic comedy and jolting violence with such force that you sometimes don't know whether to laugh or be shocked. That is probably Lynch's intention. Wild At Heart, with a goofily engaging Nicholas Cage in the lead, displays all Lynch's directorial trademarks - exotically dangerous characters, painterly visuals, surrealistic sounds, and a healthy dose of sex and violence. There are many powerful moments, particularly one sequence in which Sailor Ripley (Cage) and Lula Pace Fortune (Laura Dern) come upon the scene of a nighttime accident and find Sherilyn Fenn (best known for her role in Twin Peaks) wandering in a bloody daze at the side of the road. This is one of a series of vignettes; moments that don't seem to add up to much, but which leave an impression. The story is as strange and as wonderful as anything Lynch has invented. It means as little, or as much, as you want it to mean. Cage is a rebellious 23-year-old Elvis acolyte who has just served 22 months and 18 days in the Pee Dee correctional facility for manslaughter. Waiting for him on the outside is girlfriend Dern, a 20-year-old gum-popping, sex-loving, cyclone of a gal who picks him up from prison on the day of his release. Embarking on a journey that takes them from Carolinas to Texas, they encounter nightmarish accidents and outrageously evil characters, all the while trying to keep one step ahead of Dern's murderous, witch-like mother (Diane Ladd, Dern's mum in real life). They drive, dance, smoke and have lots of sex. Interwoven into this odyssey are numerous references to The Wizard Of Oz. So what does it all mean? David Lynch is the only one who knows. Look out for Crispin Glover as a man who likes to put cockroaches in his underwear and Willem Dafoe as a psychotic, rotten-toothed ex-marine. THE director of Toto The Hero (Pearl, 1am) is Jaco van Dormael, a former professional clown. You can make of that what you will. The film is enchanting and became an unexpected hit around the world, not just in continental Europe (it's a collaboration between the Belgians, Germans and French). The film is concerned with unravelling the obsessed thoughts of the bitter, retired Thomas van Hosebroeck (Michel Bouquet) who is convinced that as a baby he was accidentally switched with a neighbour who grew up in the lap of luxury while he had to endure the indignities of working class life. At the age of 60, Thomas finally sees his chance to get even with his nemesis, now a wealthy industrialist. THE man with the shelf-full of Oscars, Tom Hanks, is in Joe Versus The Volcano (World, 9.30pm). When he made this, in 1990, he had just made it big in Big. But Joe Versus The Volcano flopped, presumably because it is weak and directed without flair. Meg Ryan co-stars as Hanks' frumpy office colleague. Harry And The Hendersons (Pearl, 9.30pm) is elementary kids' stuff, made in the wake of E.T. A camping family, headed by John Lithgow, meet a docile Bigfoot and the rest is history. THE half-baked thriller Puppet On A Chain (STAR Plus, 2.00am), based on the book of the same name by Alistair MacLean, is set in Amsterdam and flaunts the usual Amsterdam vistas of canals, barrel organs and so on. Seven-Bertil Taube is an American narcotics agent who wants to break a drugs ring whose nastiest habit is getting rid of meddlers by hanging them from meathooks. Some drama and some violence. The most memorable part is the speedboat chase through the canals, which comes towards the end. Also starring Barbara Perkins, Alexander Knox and Patrick Allen. ON Cable Movie Channel you can see Fist Of Fury (9.00pm. Re-run Sunday 9.00am). It's the story of a Beijing Opera singer who comes to Hong Kong to take part in a martial arts competition.