Mulholland Drive (2001)
Another audience member choice and one I haven't watched since it came out at the cinema many years ago.
Haunting, evocative, sometimes achingly sad, horrifying, baffling, funny. Mulholland Drive is archetypal Lynch.
Even if I had seen it recently I would probably have problems laying out what (or perhaps more accurately - why) happens but it remains lodged in the brain as a tonal pattern.
Naomi Watts has never been better grounding some of the weirdness with a deeply humane performance. Others flit in and out to lesser effect setting up things that seem to go nowhere (somewhat betraying the films origin as a teevee pilot perhaps) but this helps the dreamlike narrative.
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