I'm not usually one for "it was all a dream" plot line, and I'm not even sure if this film was utilizing this frustrating sequence. No... Mulholland Drive wasn't a movie that had a coherent, orderly plot. It truly emulated the surreal quality of a dream, and for this reason I liked the movie. There is no explanation for the several plot lines developed. Some stick, and some disappear completely after the first twenty minutes. There is no rhyme or reason as to what happens. Betty/Diane, played by Naomi Watts, is this doe-eyed, smiley blonde girl hoping to make it big in L.A. She is staying at her aunt's apartment, but what she is not ready for is the woman hiding out in her apartment. "Rita" stumbled into the apartment after having survived a car accident that took place on Mulholland Drive. This opening scene takes on a film noir quality. The limo stops, and Rita is held at gunpoint, until two cars--drag racing--crash into the limo. Rita survives, but is suffering from retrograde amnesia. She can't even remember her own name. She calls herself Rita because she saw a Rita Hayworth poster in the apartment. From this point on, the story shifts in and out of Betty/Diane and Rita's attempts at uncovering this mystery surrounding the car accident, mixing this plot with random other scenes that make no sense. About two thirds of the way through, Betty wakes up, and Diane resumes her normal life. I'd usually be annoyed with this plot "twist" but the final half hour or so makes it worthwhile. Nothing resolves; nothing makes sense at the end. Everything is still dreamlike. That is why this movie works.
I watched Blue Velvet a few weeks before I watched this movie and I think David Lynch is emerging as writer/director I really like. Both films make fun of the "everything is peachy keen, squeaky clean" lifestyles some people seem to have. The quaint, perfect suburbia is a very, very thin sheet covering a completely and utterly insane guy, Frank Booth, played by Dennis Hopper in Blue Velvet. Frank Booth is so twisted, he would make Freud feel uncomfortable. Out of all the movies I've seen he ranks in the top five most twisted characters. In Mulholland Drive, there is a part where Betty is coming down the escalator at LAX, accompanied by an elderly lady who is assumed to be related in some way. This preconceived notion is completely shattered when they step outside to get a cab, and Betty says something like, "Well, I guess this is where we head our separate ways". I mean, seriously? It is absurd to become BFFs with an elderly couple on an airplane. It is just so over-the-top cheesy I want to puke. It was so sweet my teeth started aching. But this is why I get a kick out of David Lynch's work! It pokes holes in conventional things, and I'm all for that kind of thinking.
One scene I thought was interesting was the part when Adam, played by Justin Theroux, discovers that his wife has been cheating on him. Adam, a successf
ul director, doesn't go to work like usual but comes back to his lavish Hollywood home instead. He walks in the house, and discovers his wife laying in bed with a guy (he is played by Billy Ray Cyrus...I had to pause really quickly to look up the cast list on IMDb just to make sure I wasn't mistaken). Instead of the philanderer scrambling to hide her lover before her husband walks in, she stays passively in bed. The entire scene is very dreamlike. The first bits of dialogue are not what you would expect to hear: "Now you've done it" and "Just forget you ever saw it. It's better that way" is something completely weird to be saying upon being caught. There are no frantic hysterics from the cheating wife, or raging shouts from the husband who's been wronged. No; everything is calm. The dreamlike quality continues on with the choice of neon pink paint being dumped into Lorraine's jewelry box. Now we have the hysterics. The act of ruining jewelry has caused a bigger emotional reaction than the cheating. I know it should be an intense scene, but to me, it's not. The music, the bluesy organs and tinkling piano just doesn't let the scene become intense. With the pink paint everywhere, Lorraine frantically trying to save her jewelry, and big, hulking Billy Ray to the rescue is actually very comical. That is why this film was so interesting to me...It is able to be mysterious, intense, and horrifying, while still being light, airy, and comedic.
This film had a sort of horror quality to it. The camera was directed in a way that created suspense. For instance, during one of the random scenes, a man recounts his nightmare. When he walks outside behind the diner, the weird Big Foot thing was standing there. It startles the viewer, just as if it was a horror movie. This same technique is used with Betty and Rita when they try to solve the mystery surrounding Rita's accident. One thing I noticed that was consistent in Blue Velvet and Mulholland Drive was the music. In one of the stranger scenes in Blue Velvet (they're all pretty strange, but this one is just a little bit stranger), a bluesy song is on in the background. The get-up-and-dance rhythm would normally be perceived as a weird choice to be a backdrop for darker, more sinister scenes, but it just works. In Mulholland drive, the same scene I hyperlinked above shares similar musical qualities. This weird swanky blues music seems an odd choice to be utilized during a scene when a husband discovers his wife has been cheating on him, but, like in Blue Velvet, it just works.
I'm not entirely sure what to make of this movie. I think this is one of the weirder movies I've watched this semester, and some parts of the film I was completely annoyed with. Only when the movie ended did I get the chance to finally ask myself if I enjoyed it. I wouldn't say I enjoyed it, but I liked it in the sense of its utter weirdness. It was seriously like someone's crazy dream, and I think that is what is so alluring to a lot of people who've written reviews on it; many liked it, and because of the film's ability to relate to anyone because its dreamlike nature, I give it 4/4 stars.
ul director, doesn't go to work like usual but comes back to his lavish Hollywood home instead. He walks in the house, and discovers his wife laying in bed with a guy (he is played by Billy Ray Cyrus...I had to pause really quickly to look up the cast list on IMDb just to make sure I wasn't mistaken). Instead of the philanderer scrambling to hide her lover before her husband walks in, she stays passively in bed. The entire scene is very dreamlike. The first bits of dialogue are not what you would expect to hear: "Now you've done it" and "Just forget you ever saw it. It's better that way" is something completely weird to be saying upon being caught. There are no frantic hysterics from the cheating wife, or raging shouts from the husband who's been wronged. No; everything is calm. The dreamlike quality continues on with the choice of neon pink paint being dumped into Lorraine's jewelry box. Now we have the hysterics. The act of ruining jewelry has caused a bigger emotional reaction than the cheating. I know it should be an intense scene, but to me, it's not. The music, the bluesy organs and tinkling piano just doesn't let the scene become intense. With the pink paint everywhere, Lorraine frantically trying to save her jewelry, and big, hulking Billy Ray to the rescue is actually very comical. That is why this film was so interesting to me...It is able to be mysterious, intense, and horrifying, while still being light, airy, and comedic.
This film had a sort of horror quality to it. The camera was directed in a way that created suspense. For instance, during one of the random scenes, a man recounts his nightmare. When he walks outside behind the diner, the weird Big Foot thing was standing there. It startles the viewer, just as if it was a horror movie. This same technique is used with Betty and Rita when they try to solve the mystery surrounding Rita's accident. One thing I noticed that was consistent in Blue Velvet and Mulholland Drive was the music. In one of the stranger scenes in Blue Velvet (they're all pretty strange, but this one is just a little bit stranger), a bluesy song is on in the background. The get-up-and-dance rhythm would normally be perceived as a weird choice to be a backdrop for darker, more sinister scenes, but it just works. In Mulholland drive, the same scene I hyperlinked above shares similar musical qualities. This weird swanky blues music seems an odd choice to be utilized during a scene when a husband discovers his wife has been cheating on him, but, like in Blue Velvet, it just works.
I'm not entirely sure what to make of this movie. I think this is one of the weirder movies I've watched this semester, and some parts of the film I was completely annoyed with. Only when the movie ended did I get the chance to finally ask myself if I enjoyed it. I wouldn't say I enjoyed it, but I liked it in the sense of its utter weirdness. It was seriously like someone's crazy dream, and I think that is what is so alluring to a lot of people who've written reviews on it; many liked it, and because of the film's ability to relate to anyone because its dreamlike nature, I give it 4/4 stars.