Michael M’s review published on Letterboxd :
I should be annoyed by this film's stubborn refusal to make a lick of sense, but I'm not. Not one bit. Over a decade after I first saw it, MULHOLLAND DRIVE remains as sumptuous and mesmerising an experience as ever. I'm almost inclined to suggest that to try to decode it and impose rational logic on it is to miss the point - better to just let the sounds and images wash over you and experience it as Diane (the fabulous Naomi Watts)'s hypnotic fever dream. But still, it's undeniably fun to speculate. What is the significance of the manic old couple? Who is the monster who lives behind Winky's? And what's with the cowboy?