This is definitely Lynch's masterpiece. A puzzle box of metaphors and thematic meanings, Mulholland Drive lures you in with it's tales of lost identity and fame-seeking in the City of Angels before slowly pulling the curtain on it's far more surreal, vague, thought-provoking intentions. It may not make much sense at first, but Lynch never ceases to reward multiple viewings with hints and directions for the bigger picture, and has many moments of pure cinematic power when emotions take control over plot, logic or anything else. Naomi Watts killed it.
Also, the diner scene will never leave my memory.
A very enjoyable anti-superhero with a wicked sense of humor stuck in an average plot. But since this has broken box office records, it's fair to a say a high budget sequel that does the idea more justice is inevitable. Praise be to Ryan Reynolds for doing Deadpool justice and trying something new in an extremely saturated genre.
To mention or attempt to compare this film to the Hunger Games would be doing a huge disservice to it. One film is pre-occupied with turning the concept of child murder into entertainment: Into building a sci-fi world around that concept, developing a straight-forward commentary about gladiatorial reality television, making it clear who the "good guys" and "bad guys" are within 5 minutes of the story starting, then throwing in the melodramatic love story here or there. The other film…
No wonder this movie is always listed as one of the funniest ever made. It's completely random, it's stupid, it's irrelevant, it's got no character development whatsoever, and it's absolutely hilarious every step of the way.
You really can't keep up with the jokes in Airplane. There's one every 20 seconds and every one is ridiculously funny. They're all really inventive and unique and you'll be saying to yourself "..the Hell?" half of the time with their irrelevance as you…