Lynch's biggest w**k yet.

Rating: Null/10 (28 April 2002)

My wife and I watched "Mulholland Drive" night before last - we were really looking forward to it, too. We were totally enchanted...until "Betty" disappeared in the bedroom. Those of you who have seen it know what I mean.
What the hell is up with Lynch? When "Jane" saw the tiny little old couple come crawling under the door, then chase her down the hallway cackling...damned if it didn't remind me of the "midget and smoke" scene in "Living In Oblivion". And the way he makes his actors speak in that stilted, "oh it's so darkly ironic the way we're making fun of Hollywood" style... I mean, regardless, I was STILL in rapture, honestly, right up to the point where he threw anything resembling narrative out the window! Steph and I both wracked our brains throughout the last half-hour, occasionally getting bursts of neurons that made us think we'd gotten it: chronology, who was who, what was real and what may or may not have been someone's delusion - but were foiled every time. It was just the poor old human brain grasping at straws.
I don't know why he gets to make these kind of movies. I don't know who the freaks that bankroll him are. Warhol aficionados maybe.