Mulholland Drive

Lynch is undebatably a cinematic master. To be able to conceive and pull off telling a story this complex, ambiguous and - arguably - profound he must also be no less than a genius. The nature of the film's narrative lets the viewer solve (and forever reinterpret) his tantalizing riddle. I love Watts' effervescent performance, her character's audition, the Silencio show, the small bursts of comedy and, more than anything, the first scene at Winkie's, perhaps the best ever committed to celluloid.

Surreal, unsettling, hilarious, brutal, hypnotic... MD is all these things and more. I know people who hate this film for its apparent refusal to make sense or deliver any easy answers, but those willing to unravel its mysteries will find their subsequent viewings enriched. Whether or not you "get it" (I mean, I *think* I do...), this is a uniquely cinematic experience that everyone should have at least twice.

Notorious for its ambiguity, yet distinguished for its perspicuity, Mulholland Drive gives the viewer an overt, yet magnificent picture of the duality of a Hollywood-hopeful actress. Vicious and sinister, while poignant and uncensored; beautiful, yet ominous -- there really isn't enough that can be said about this movie. Each viewer will make his or her own interpretation, perhaps receiving an entirely different meaning altogether; and that's really the splendor of this movie. Stunning.

Beautiful, mysterious, surreal, and heartbreaking. Lynch's best, and one of the greatest films ever made.

My heart actually stopped for a good five seconds when that fucker appeared.