Jack Briggs
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Those of you who have long been members here remember me. But the newbies among you will not quite comprehend how unsettling this is for me to say. Say it I will, however:
After I don't know how many screenings of it, I have come to realize that David Lynch's 2001 masterpiece (ah, how appropriate the year of its release!) Mulholland Drive is, by all personal measures, my favorite film.
In reading much about David Lynch, I am grateful to note that he says a "majority" of Stanley Kubrick's films are in his personal top ten. Which makes sense, given the temporally dislocated, nonlinear nature of Mr. Lynch's own films. From that standpoint, it would make sense that a lifelong devotee of 2001: A Space Odyssey would, at the very least, take to Mulholland Drive.
What is it about that film that sticks so effectively? No single element of the Lynch masterpiece upends any other; rather, we're talking about the case of a film that is so much more than the sum of its parts. Naomi Watts as Betty Elms/Diane Selwyn and Laura Elena Harring as "Rita" and Camilla Rhodes certainly form the core to one's attraction to Mulholland Drive, as does Justin Theroux's Adam Kesher. The juxtaposition of hard "reality" (Diane, Camilla) against a longed-for, hoped-for reality (Betty, "Rita"), culminating in a verdict of "all is illusion" at the Club Silencio certainly brings the seemingly unrelated story elements into an "I-see-it-now!" understanding.
Yet, when one returns to the film, he or she continues to see new aspects to it -- making David Lynch's work very much "Kubrickian" in nature.
Also like a Stanley Kubrick film, David Lynch's work here increases its impact by never being "boring" and making one realize that the more questions he or she has the more he or she must look at the film to penetrate it. As Mr. Kubrick said of his 1968 masterpiece, it has succeeded if it makes one ask questions. Likewise, Mullholland Drive.
I believe it is possible to get a definitive handle on this film, but that will requre yet more screenings, something, of course, I am more than willing to enjoy. For even if all questions are never answered, one is enriched by the experience. Mulholland Drive, like 2001: A Space Odyssey before it, at the very least rewards the viewer with the immeasurable joy that only a truly great film can.
Though I love 2001 as much as I ever have, I love Mullholland Drive just a little bit more. And I never thought I would say that.
After I don't know how many screenings of it, I have come to realize that David Lynch's 2001 masterpiece (ah, how appropriate the year of its release!) Mulholland Drive is, by all personal measures, my favorite film.
In reading much about David Lynch, I am grateful to note that he says a "majority" of Stanley Kubrick's films are in his personal top ten. Which makes sense, given the temporally dislocated, nonlinear nature of Mr. Lynch's own films. From that standpoint, it would make sense that a lifelong devotee of 2001: A Space Odyssey would, at the very least, take to Mulholland Drive.
What is it about that film that sticks so effectively? No single element of the Lynch masterpiece upends any other; rather, we're talking about the case of a film that is so much more than the sum of its parts. Naomi Watts as Betty Elms/Diane Selwyn and Laura Elena Harring as "Rita" and Camilla Rhodes certainly form the core to one's attraction to Mulholland Drive, as does Justin Theroux's Adam Kesher. The juxtaposition of hard "reality" (Diane, Camilla) against a longed-for, hoped-for reality (Betty, "Rita"), culminating in a verdict of "all is illusion" at the Club Silencio certainly brings the seemingly unrelated story elements into an "I-see-it-now!" understanding.
Yet, when one returns to the film, he or she continues to see new aspects to it -- making David Lynch's work very much "Kubrickian" in nature.
Also like a Stanley Kubrick film, David Lynch's work here increases its impact by never being "boring" and making one realize that the more questions he or she has the more he or she must look at the film to penetrate it. As Mr. Kubrick said of his 1968 masterpiece, it has succeeded if it makes one ask questions. Likewise, Mullholland Drive.
I believe it is possible to get a definitive handle on this film, but that will requre yet more screenings, something, of course, I am more than willing to enjoy. For even if all questions are never answered, one is enriched by the experience. Mulholland Drive, like 2001: A Space Odyssey before it, at the very least rewards the viewer with the immeasurable joy that only a truly great film can.
Though I love 2001 as much as I ever have, I love Mullholland Drive just a little bit more. And I never thought I would say that.