Yet more self-indulgent dribble.

Rating: 1/10 (28 May 2002)

Here you have yet another dose of wasted celluloid from probably the single most over-rated director working. His level of self-indulgence and weirdness for weirdness' sake knows no peer. "Mulholland Dr." is easily the most vapid, dull, and slow film that didn't get a "direct to video" release; Lynch once again proves himself to be an anti-storyteller. While this might be mildly entertaining on the most simplistic and banal level, it doesn't bear close scrutiny, and time will surely show it for the lack of substance it is. Why, then, does it get ranked so highly on IMDb? Viewers wanting to think of themselves as fans of avant-garde and edgy filmmaking convince themselves (and each other) there must be more here than it appears. Sadly, there isn't. In addition, Lynch again shows his deeply misogynistic streak-- stong female characters are routinely raped, debased, murdered or commit suicide in his films. Troubling indeed.