Review: Mulholland Dr.

       David Lynch is known as kind of a weirdo. His films like Eraserhead, Dune, and Inland Empire are surreal, confusing, mind-benders. Mulholland Dr. is arguably his most successful experiment in filmmaking. It's a bizarre tale about Hollywood and the way it can chew people up and spit them out. Originally, Mulholland Dr. was meant to be a TV show, and much of the footage of the film was meant to be for the pilot. Of course no network would buy a show with such a bizarre concept, so Lynch wrote an ending to the open-ended story started in the pilot, and mishmashed the two halves into one of the most brilliant, yet confusing movies of the last decade.

Review: Drive

     One critic on twitter described this movie as “100 minutes during which neither Ryan Gosling nor Christina Hendricks is shirtless.” While this is a true assessment of the film, it does gloss over much of the subtleties and intriguing plot of the film. Unlike most heist movies or crime dramas, this is less interested in action and is more of an exercise in style, but nothing is sacrificed in order to achieve the slick looks, the film is supported by not only a good story, but also a cast full of gifted actors giving top-notch performances.