After much deliberation, I have finalised the list of 100 movies I'm going to be blogging about. At first I had them listed in alphabetical order, but that's boring, so I threw the whole list into a randomiser and guess what popped up first? That's right, Mulholland Dr., one of David Lynch's (many) mindfucks of a movie. Comment with your own thoughts, because I know everyone has a different opinion when it comes to Lynch's films (though I am of the belief that of all his movies, this is the easiest to wrap your head around... once you've watched it through a few times, of course).
#1. MULHOLLAND DRIVE (2001)
"It'll be just like the movies. Pretending to be somebody else."
SYNPOSIS: Along Mulholland Drive nothing is what it seems. In the unreal universe of Los Angeles, the city bares its schizophrenic nature, an uneasy blend of innocence and corruption, love and loneliness, beauty and depravity. A woman is left with amnesia following a car accident. An aspiring young actress finds her staying in her aunt's home. The puzzle begins to unfold, propelling us through a mysterious labyrinth of sensual experiences until we arrive at the intersection of dreams and nightmares.
WHY IS IT ON THIS LIST: Well, there's the girl on girl kissing. We all know why I like that part! Mostly I love it because it fucks with my head. I had to watch it several times before I even clued in to what the hell was going on. It's disturbing, especially the scene where (SPOILER ALERT IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IT) Betty goes to check out the house and stumbles across her own dead body. When I watched that scene, my only thoughts were 'eww, dead body!' Later, when I realised what was going on and rewatched it, I was thinking more along the lines of "holy shit she saw her own dead boy what the hell is going on I have no idea." Most of what I've read (and most of what I've come to understand myself) is that Betty and Rita were created by Diane in her mind because she couldn't bear to deal with what was really happening to her in real life.