peirucalueva wrote: In a sense, it's the most unique reaction I can recall having to a film; this state of total befuddlement, yet at the same time feeling as if I had just seen something extremely powerful and viscerally affecting, even if I couldn't quite articulate why.
I almost wish I could erase all the interpretations and subsequent viewings just to see it with fresh eyes again.
My sentiments exactly! I would adore to be able to just forget everything I know about this film and experience it for the first time again... that would be a dream come true.
My story:
MD was my second Lynch film. The first was Eraserhead when I was around 17 years old (~5 years ago). I don't remember what led me to watch Eraserhead the first time. I think it was just the name... it intrigued me a great deal and I felt I had heard about it before, so out of curiosity I watched it. I loved it, as it was the most unique film experience I've ever had. It was the first time I'd seen such an "artistic" film. It was also the first time I ever saw a film I didn't understand at all, yet still enjoyed it. I was curious to read what other people thought about it, and if there was an actual meaning behind it, so I went to the IMDB.com. Of course, over there most people were just trying to over-simply the film, narrowing it down into boring symbolism such as "The man on the planet = God, the baby = fear"... things like that, so I wasn't at all satisfied with the explanations offered there.
Anyway, IMDB has that feature which will recommend other film titles similar to the one you're viewing, so the Eraserhead page is what led me to Mulholland Dr. Again, just like with Eraserhead, I felt I've heard that title before and it intrigued me. So I watched MD and it was the most exciting, most mind-blowingly superb experiences of my life. Like many others have stated, after the first viewing I just could not get the film out of my head. It was stuck there, and the first Winkie's scene with Dan and the Bum, and the Club Silencio scene, were the two that affected me most. Again, like others have said, I didn't know what the hell happened, but I 'felt' it. I felt, intuitively, that there is a meaning, a purpose behind it all, I just can't narrow it down with words. I can't intellectualize it even though it kinda feels like it's possible to do so. It's not every day you find yourself crying and feeling unusually emotional during a song for no conceivable reason; or crying for a character you can't even relate to or even understand... Lynch manages to toy with my emotions and my thoughts in ways no other director can.
Interestingly enough, the only time I had ever felt so exhilarated and excited and intrigued during a [non-Lynch] film was while watching Sunset Blvd. which I then later discover is one of Lynch's all-time favorite films and deliberately referenced in MD.
Today, I now own all of Lynch's released works, music, literature.... I watch at least one of his films at least once a week (usually more)... totally, completely, obsessed. Lynch shaped me in to the cinephile I am today.