Review of Mulholland Drive (2001) by Antonsolo — 15 May 2021

David Lynch is a curious example of how you can fool a great bunch of people into thinking that you are a great film director. Mulholland Drive is the best testament to that. As a true sociopath, Lynch knows what he likes, the same way he knows what other people like, especially men. Women. So he simply takes a stereotypically-looking cute blonde and stereotypically-looking brunette because he wants to see them naked on camera. A private lesbian scene for himself, and a public one for everyone else.

Second thing Lynch likes is riddles, and he knows many men and women like the same. So he makes a movie packed with puzzles to entertain intellectuals and confuse, even bewitch those who are guided mostly by emotions. Yes, he calls himself a surrealist but — I mean — who wants to admit to being a trickster?

Third thing Lynch likes is being invincible. He takes a very convenient form, created not by himself but by other men like Andrei Tarkovsky and Ingmar Bergman, and uses it to justify everything he does. If you say that everything you show is a dream, no one can challenge it's authenticity or plausibility — dreams are inherently irrational.

Fourth, and one if the most important things Lynch likes is talking about the things he knows, and avoiding everything he doesn't know. Let's see what a sociopathic man can possibly know... How to manipulative people into liking him? Yes. How to make a woman do what he wants? Yes. How to make someone laugh by imitating humour? Yes. How to make everyone believe that nonsense actually makes sense? Yes. How to show a men's world full of sensual women, powerful men and gangsters? Yes, that he knows for sure. Sadly, Lynch knows a lot about intellect and very little about emotions. He can't even show anything believable besides narcissistic directors and histerical women. He knows extremes, not nuances. But, that's David Lynch's dream, and whatever you and I have to say about it, he is the only one who has authority over it. A dream where white bisexual women exist only to satisfy the desires of white heterosexual men.

Do you still want to be a part of this dream?

I don't... I don't believe in the genius of Lynch. All I see is an ingenious sociopath who tries to manipulate me into thinking he's a genius.