2 1/2 hours of my life I can't get back

Rating: 1/10 (29 April 2002)

What a lousy movie. I affectionately refer to movies like this as "critic movies". Why? Because they're so dense and confusing that critics love them mostly because they don't realize that they're watching something horrible. So then they label them as genius.
The fact that David Lynch's name is attached to the project is reason enough for people not to understand it and label it as genius.
I must give a wake up call to everyone that thinks Lynch is the future of great film-making. He's not. I think the only Lynch film that I even remotely enjoyed was Blue Velvet. Mulholland Dr. is a contrived, poorly conceived project which, over a period of time, might have made a plausible TV series. But when you take an aborted TV project, tack on some crap that doesn't really tie up any loose ends you end up with a bunch of obfuscation. Which is just ends up being another form of masturbation for the artist.
This must be a great film for the art school crowd and impressario film maker wannabes because it perpetuates to them that any crap that no one else understands or enjoys is noteworty and new. It also perpetuates the elitism that if you don't understand a project then you're stupid and unenlightened.
Well, I'm not stupid. I like good film-making. I also like a good story. I like being tricked and made to think. I don't like wasting 2 1/2 hours trying to digest information that is irrelevant. Lynch has failed, yet again. I hope that all you pretentious Lynch sycophants can get your head out of the clouds and realize this.