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<br>movie review Gary Johnson</font>
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<p><b>A</b>fter the relatively conventional <i>The Straight Story</i> (made for Walt Disney Pictures), director David Lynch is once again prowling the more absurd and nightmarish realms of human imagination. In many ways, his newest film, <i>Mulholland Drive</i>, is an astonishing film. It’s filled with remarkable imagery and audacious stylish excursions. It contains a hopelessly innocent ingénue who ventures to Hollywood with hopes of making it big as an actress; a mysterious dwarf who wields his rather impressive power from the confines of a room with curtains for walls (think of <i>Twin Peaks</i>); a pasty-skinned cowboy who hands out mysterious threats; a beautiful amnesiac who stumbles through the neighborhoods bordering Mulholland Drive; and a movie director who is pressured to use a certain actress in his new production. These characters, and many others, come together in a vision that rarely makes much sense, but the vision has a raw, ferocious power that is undeniable, even as it leaves filmgoers puzzling over how to make sense of the goings on.
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