Post by Collie on Aug 2, 2004 14:11:58 GMT
Also known as : "WHAT THE FUCK HAVE I JUST WATCHED?"
I watched this bizarre David Lynch movie last night. One hour in, nothing much happening and I have no idea whatsoever what is going on, but I'll keep watching anyway. About 1 hour 40 in.... lesbianism! Terrific entertainment. Two minutes later.... what, that's it?
Coming up to 1 hour 50 minutes gone.... suddenly film goes bonkers, everything has changed, confusion sets in and I want to strangle a cat in frustration.
About 2 hours 20+ minutes later, the movie has ended. I scratch my head in deeply perplexed confusion. I've just watched a long movie, about something or other, but I still have no idea what the whole thing was about. I feel as if I've drifted into an alternative universe where everything I know is different and nothing makes sense of all. I'm staring into the window to David Lynch World and quite frankly, it's disturbing.
The only good thing I can say of the movie is that the two female leads have nice breasts. But this isn't a skin flick (although one would be more entertaining). I understood much of Memento, but I've fallen flat on my face and ended up in the 'City of the Lost and Confused' with this one.
The media is currently blaming violent videogames for teenagers butchering their contemparies with large steak knives and claw hammers, but I firmly believe if you were to stick someone in a room and make them watch this movie once and then keep them locked in the room to contemplate the movie and try to understand it, after several hours, the person would emerge from the room, pick up the nearest heavy object and blugeon to death those that made him watch the movie. You could seriously become mentally disturbed trying to warp your mind to understand Lynch's script.
However, without wanting waste more hours of my life watching the movie again, and again, and yet again, just to begin to grasp the storyline, I had a quick look on the internet movie database and read briefly some visitor comments about Mulholland Drive. Apparently some people understand the movie. And it makes perfect sense to them. Well that's all very well and good, and they might have their heads tuned into Radio Bizarre Lynch 103, but I don't want to have to watch a not particularly entertaining film multiple times before it makes sense. Being clever with your script is one thing, but at the bereft of actual enjoyment and satisfaction, then what's the point?
Pretending I was some self-important journalistic hack working at some pretentious Movie review magazine, I'd give Mulholland Drive 5/10, and then I'm going to dive into a vat of corrosive acid and hope to melt away and residual traces of Lynch-ism that may be still lingering in my mind. That bloody bloke!
I watched this bizarre David Lynch movie last night. One hour in, nothing much happening and I have no idea whatsoever what is going on, but I'll keep watching anyway. About 1 hour 40 in.... lesbianism! Terrific entertainment. Two minutes later.... what, that's it?
Coming up to 1 hour 50 minutes gone.... suddenly film goes bonkers, everything has changed, confusion sets in and I want to strangle a cat in frustration.
About 2 hours 20+ minutes later, the movie has ended. I scratch my head in deeply perplexed confusion. I've just watched a long movie, about something or other, but I still have no idea what the whole thing was about. I feel as if I've drifted into an alternative universe where everything I know is different and nothing makes sense of all. I'm staring into the window to David Lynch World and quite frankly, it's disturbing.
The only good thing I can say of the movie is that the two female leads have nice breasts. But this isn't a skin flick (although one would be more entertaining). I understood much of Memento, but I've fallen flat on my face and ended up in the 'City of the Lost and Confused' with this one.
The media is currently blaming violent videogames for teenagers butchering their contemparies with large steak knives and claw hammers, but I firmly believe if you were to stick someone in a room and make them watch this movie once and then keep them locked in the room to contemplate the movie and try to understand it, after several hours, the person would emerge from the room, pick up the nearest heavy object and blugeon to death those that made him watch the movie. You could seriously become mentally disturbed trying to warp your mind to understand Lynch's script.
However, without wanting waste more hours of my life watching the movie again, and again, and yet again, just to begin to grasp the storyline, I had a quick look on the internet movie database and read briefly some visitor comments about Mulholland Drive. Apparently some people understand the movie. And it makes perfect sense to them. Well that's all very well and good, and they might have their heads tuned into Radio Bizarre Lynch 103, but I don't want to have to watch a not particularly entertaining film multiple times before it makes sense. Being clever with your script is one thing, but at the bereft of actual enjoyment and satisfaction, then what's the point?
Pretending I was some self-important journalistic hack working at some pretentious Movie review magazine, I'd give Mulholland Drive 5/10, and then I'm going to dive into a vat of corrosive acid and hope to melt away and residual traces of Lynch-ism that may be still lingering in my mind. That bloody bloke!
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