He's done it again, but I don't know how or why.

Rating: Null/10 (12 January 2003)

It's been a couple of years now since I watched the first half of "Lost Highway". At that time, I had considered it generous on my part as a viewer to sit through that much of it. Recently I rented a copy of "Mulholland Dr", only to be reminded of how utterly baffled I am how there can be an audience for such nonsense. I suppose the best comparison would be to say that allowing Lynch to direct a movie compares to allowing Tommy Chong to direct a pharmacy. Sure, the results might be amusing to a certain type of person, but ultimately the end result is a disaterous error in judgement. I have heard terms like "genious" in desrcribing this movie, yet I simply can't see why. Something as simple as a storyline has been stretched, distorted, diluted with nipples and saliva, and reconstituted as an intangible display of abstract "art". Paying close attention to the beginning will make you feel silly, because by the middle you'll wonder why you had not simply lobotomized yourself first instead.