Mulholland Dr. Crashes and Burns Beautifully

Rating: Null/10 (13 December 2001)

Contains spoilers Mulhulland Drive captures Los Angeles. Basking in its sun, while reflecting the scary reality of the power & peoples broken dreams. Concentration is imperative in a David Lynch film, here one can delve in the films exquisite drawn out stretches of character development or disregard them as video installations from the Modern Art Museum. Constant contradictions feed the viewer in a surprising beautiful love story, untill the Director plays with your emotions and turns it a sadistic nightmare. Thinking how attention is to be kept, big band music blares out with swing dancers at full throttle on a colorful mixed media backdrop. The unexpected is always a factor with David Lynch, this film never lets down its guard when an array of kaleidoscope characters develop, where images and imagination blur. A creepy Mulholland Drive in a limo, a sexy latin girl a passenger. Two cars side by side full of crazy L.A. kids racing super fast-the opposite way, girls screaming from the tops. The limo stops, she gets out at gun point, the kids, the gun, the kid's car hits the limo. She survives, and up from the hills from Mulholland Drive, walks down towards the lights. Disoriented, she enters a home and passes out. A petite blond arriving LAX from middle America catches the Hollywood bug on the drive to an Aunts apt where she's to stay. Surprised to find a "friend" of the aunts in the shower, who calls herself Rita from an old movie poster from the bathroom. The crash caused the sex bomb Brunette amnesia, while her purse is filled with tons of Benjamins and a special triangular blue modern key. Rita & Bettie become more than sisters as the adventure begins to find out whose who, while Bettie tries getting roles in film. At Paramount, a young Tarantinoish Director at a meeting with a man respected to the pint of fear, who asks fro a dbl espresso & commands "this is the girl" who will star in Adams new film. This mobster Hollywood suit is hilarious, to watch him ask for a napkin made me laugh at the top of my lungs. Incredulously, Adam rebels, goes home and starts getting unlucky untill a cowboy alluding perversion gives him advice. Rita is having a nightmare in spanish, Bettie wakes her and they drive to a Mexican Theatre Downtown. The show is called Silencio(silence). An amazing actor performs a show reminiscent of Mozarts Theatre from Steppenwolf by Herman Hesse, where things that happen dont necessary exist. This part of the Theatre/film is trippy, it plays with your mind, your hypnotised. If not controlling our faculties, this may complicate you & cause confusion. The emotions cross the language barrier when a girl sings heartbreak & anguish- watch yourself choke. Here the box to the modern key is found and instead of the film ending, performances within in performances makes things dreamy. You have to keep up for the rest of the film whose who and Mulholland Drive starts. I enjoy the Lynchian style of film, but I refuse to be awed or dubb anything "deep" simply because I might not understand it. This, the most creative film by any director in years, pushing it to the point of experimental is simply as creative and awesome as Dune, (to those not on the illiterate side of the Herbert spectrum) but on another level beyond classification. In the theatre an actor repeats in spanish, "Silence, there is no tape/band, it is pre-recorded". This must be one key to the lock, but on this brief moment I'll disregard some of it as a video installation from the Modern Art Museum with an Oscar nomination for the petite blond.