7:02:00 AM
The most abstract film ever, Mulholland Drive. As much as I like abstractness and symbolism, this movie far surpasses the realm of my abstract thoughts, leaving me perturbed. During the last one-third of the movie, I had my mind totally lost trying to relate the scattered scenes to those of the first two-third. None of us, 5 adult heads in front of the TV, understood the story at all. Not at all. Honestly, I was literally frowning in utter confusion for quite a while when the screen went black after the woman with the blue hair mouthed "Silencio" and the credit appeared. Until I finally gave up and ran to the computer at the Niko's and found this article (warning: DO NOT read the article if you haven't seen the movie yet. The analysis will spoil the story & the plot big time. You won't want that, trust me. See the movie first, it's beyond worth it). Naomi Watts is absolutely worthy of being given credit & applause for her impressive acting.

And from this point onwards... I need to stuff myself to more David Lynch films. Not by myself, though. Or if by myself, not at night. I cannot watch film noir when the sun has set. Kowai desu.