rewatched mulholland dr. last night, and it's so fucking good. remains my favourite david lynch film, the recursive imagery is so fascinating. there's so many things i could say about this film that i struggle to produce any insights. the film is perfectly ambiguous. every scene kaleidoscopes into the next in such delirious haze. even with the hindsight of having seen this one before, i found myself watching through this film just as bewildered as the first time.

like, the way the relationship between betty and rita forms out of the pictures around them, the way their identities manifest out of their surroundings, all the while the two of them struggle to accept each other and understand their sense of who they really are... it's so mesmerizing to watch. their experience as actors leads them into simulacra of their own lives playing before their eyes, as opaque yet distant as street signs illuminated by headlights in the dead of night.

can't recommend this one enough. truly one of my favourite films