Sandra’s review published on Letterboxd:
Every time I rewatch Mulholland Drive I find something new, something I've never noticed before, an aspect or an interpretation I didn't think about. It offers so much to think and read about reality, dreams and essentially humans and emotions. Are dreams less real just because we don't feel and experience them as fully as reality? Can dreams be actually more important than reality? Do we unconsciously create a new reality with our desires and wishes in our dreams? Are the emotions that we feel in our dreams real and part of our human condition? Or do we dissociate from ourselves, our minds, our existence when we dream?