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Mulholland Drive
Sep. 8th, 2002 06:07 pmSo I just watched Mulholland Drive. Now, I think my head has just stopped spinning so I can sorta put my thoughts to text.
First things first I'm gonna get my condescending gay male feminist on and say that the huge amounts of lip-stick lesbian erotica was pretty chauvenistic. Some would argue that it's recognition of gay women.
Pshaw, as if.
It's not that gay woman have really fought for their right to be potrayed in the pop zeitgeist and won. Oh no. It's that men love hot girl-on-girl action even in acid-trip/waking dream psychological thrillers like David Lynch films.
As an aside I dream for the day that women liberate themselves further and start demanding hot guy-on-guy action in their films. Likely won't happen as generally unless desperate and lonely I find women don't objectify men's bodies as much as men. Personal experience as a well seasoned fag hag AND guy's guy. Alas I can still dream in this cruel, cruel world, can't I?
So, the movie. I think what's most important to realize is that there is NO concrete underlying narrative. This is a hallmark of Lynch's style, get used to it. What this film does do is take the concept of an acid trip/waking dream and renders the gamut of visceral human feelings. The characters potray so many different feelings towards eachother in all the different situations they're put in. I believe the lack of long term plot coherance directs the viewers attention to the feelings these characters have towards eachother and how much they slowly contrast from scene to scene.
The magic is that towards the end of the movie the characters are quite literally totally different people and the means towards that end is still intriguing enough to make a 2+1/2hr movie not seem like it.
First things first I'm gonna get my condescending gay male feminist on and say that the huge amounts of lip-stick lesbian erotica was pretty chauvenistic. Some would argue that it's recognition of gay women.
Pshaw, as if.
It's not that gay woman have really fought for their right to be potrayed in the pop zeitgeist and won. Oh no. It's that men love hot girl-on-girl action even in acid-trip/waking dream psychological thrillers like David Lynch films.
As an aside I dream for the day that women liberate themselves further and start demanding hot guy-on-guy action in their films. Likely won't happen as generally unless desperate and lonely I find women don't objectify men's bodies as much as men. Personal experience as a well seasoned fag hag AND guy's guy. Alas I can still dream in this cruel, cruel world, can't I?
So, the movie. I think what's most important to realize is that there is NO concrete underlying narrative. This is a hallmark of Lynch's style, get used to it. What this film does do is take the concept of an acid trip/waking dream and renders the gamut of visceral human feelings. The characters potray so many different feelings towards eachother in all the different situations they're put in. I believe the lack of long term plot coherance directs the viewers attention to the feelings these characters have towards eachother and how much they slowly contrast from scene to scene.
The magic is that towards the end of the movie the characters are quite literally totally different people and the means towards that end is still intriguing enough to make a 2+1/2hr movie not seem like it.
