Originally, I chose to pass on the screening of
this film, however after hearing so much about it
from friends and fellow reviewers I felt somewhat
obligated and curious to view it myself. If you're
feeling the same way, perhaps this review will help.
Or, if you've seen it already ... it certainly is a
movie of which to seek alternative
interpretations.
When a car accident foils an attempted crime, a
beautiful women stumbles from the wreckage with a
severe case of amnesia. A bright-eyed aspiring
actress takes her in and the two endeavor to piece
together her identity amidst a collage of underworld
activity that corrupts the already insane inner
workings of Hollywood.
The first third of this nearly 2.5-hour flick
clearly slacks. The acting is bad, the scripting,
editing and especially the music ... all pretty
awful. The only redeeming moments include an odd
ritualistic like espresso taste test failure, a fresh
"finding your lover with another" sequence, and the
appearance of a stern cowboy to contrast the spoiled
child behavior of a Hollywood director. These three
very tasty scenes suffocate in forty-five minutes of
slow poor cinema.
The question of course, "Is this inferior first
act intentional?" After all, writer/director David
Lynch is no newcomer to production (I loved "Straight Story").
And a few clues (excuses?) may be seen as indicators
that Lynch meant this picture to become "Real" later
on. In an absolutely incredible audition scene in
which Naomi Watts ironically out-acts her
performances in nearly every other scene, the casting
director asks her to, "Take it slow; don't be real
until, it becomes real." These are strange directions
to the young actress, but may be seen evidence that
the first part of this film is a dream sequence.
Other evidence that much of the film is a dream
includes the Winkie's waitress name tag, Coco's
reactions to Naomi Watts, etc. However, if indeed
Lynch intended to produce "dream scenes" poorly as an
artistic choice ... then he did a rather uneven job
of it. Additionally, putting out a product that is
only two-thirds well-crafted represents a pretty
gutsy risk. Intentional or not, I for one, did not
enjoy a good portion of this film and despite very
interesting, compelling moments and later full juicy
sequences; I can't forget the time I wasted watching
the drudge.
Terribly inconsistently crafted, yet fascinating
in its inexplicability, "Mulholland" might just make
a fine rental for those that love to be befuddled by
odd films.
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