for the first maybe 45 minutes (out of two and a quarter) of mulholland drive, i thought maybe we were going to get a linear storyline that just happened to be a little bit out there and weird. that was the wrong thing to hope from david lynch, because at one specific point, everything in the movie went ass crazy. not one of the four of us could even begin to decode the fragments of a story that were thrown at us in seemingly random order without any solid connecting points. so it was pretty much, in the end, what i was expecting. if you don’t like that sort of thing, the weird for weird’s sake kind of storytelling, this movie will naturally frustrate you. but although i can’t say i loved the movie, i loved seeing the movie. it gives you something to talk about for a while, and it makes you at least try to think about what’s going on. let’s just say i’d rather see more movies like that being put out that are just too fragmented but at least stylistic, then a whole crop of movies like the fast and the furious or joyride. call me crazy, but i prefer things that are over my head to things that are obviously and embarrasingly targeted to those with no apparent desire to use their brain unless they have to.