Hollywood Ending?

Rating: 10/10 (15 March 2007)

Every time I venture out on Mulholland Drive, which is fairly often, a wave of amnesia washes over me, (not unlike one of the principal characters in the film) and I am suddenly unable to remember how the story unfolds.
Then slowly, as the film progresses, images and words appear strangely familiar and the dots begin to connect.
Much like an exercise in hypnotism, the subject only has vague recollections of the experience, if any at all.
Lynch is a master storyteller and manages to seamlessly weave an elaborate web of mystery and intrigue.
His genius lies in exploring intangible, philosophical concepts like identity/illusion via an interesting and accessible format - the genre picture (I use the term loosely).
The filmmaker has almost single-handedly resurrected Film Noir from it's untimely demise in the late 50's, infusing it with doses of surreal horror/humor and other now Lynchian trademarks.
Whether my amnesia is a result of the daedal construction of the plot or my subconscious subverting my memory is perhaps irrelevant.
What is important, however is that Mulholland Drive is one of the most compelling exercises in Cinematic Hypnotism you are likely to ever experience.
You won't forget it, even if like me, you have trouble remembering.