Mulholland Drive

Mulholland Drive ★★★★

Feeling like a faded memory, forgotten like a plume of smoke is a form of death much slower than the gun. The film's final moments of nightmarish expungence rather unexpectedly encapsulating the void I've fallen deeper into with each passing day since July.

Just as Betty and Rita represent two sides of Diane Selwyn, torn between escapist fantasy and despairing reality, the titular locale (and by extension Hollywood) is a stand-in for the deep, dark hole of depression, and what it feels like when that hole becomes home. This viewing of the film was the most substantive by virtue of being so unpleasant.