A psychologically troubled novelty supplier is nudged towards a romance with an English woman, all the while being extorted by a phone-sex line run by a crooked mattress salesman, and purchasing stunning amounts of pudding.
Paul Thomas Anderson
Philip Seymour Hoffman
After a car wreck on the winding Mulholland Drive renders a woman amnesiac, she and a perky Hollywood-hopeful search for clues and answers across Los Angeles in a twisting venture beyond dreams and reality.
Theater director Caden Cotard is mounting a new play. Fresh off of a successful production of Death of a Salesman, he has traded in the suburban blue-hairs and regional theater of Schenectady for the cultured audiences and bright footlights of Broadway. Armed with a MacArthur grant and determined to create a piece of brutal realism and honesty, something into which he can put his whole self, he gathers an ensemble cast into a warehouse in Manhattan's theater district. He directs them in a celebration of the mundane, instructing each to live out their constructed lives in a small mock-up of the city outside. As the city inside the warehouse grows, Caden's own life veers wildly off the tracks. The shadow of his ex-wife Adele, a celebrated painter who left him years ago for Germany's art scene, sneers at him from every corner. Somewhere in Berlin, his daughter Olive is growing up under the questionable guidance of Adele's friend, Maria. He's helplessly driving his marriage to actress ...Written by
When Caden and Hazel are talking about Hazel's relationship with Sammy, in the background, the actress Tammy lights a cigarette. Seconds later, when the scene is shown from a different angle, again Tammy lights the cigarette. See more »
Alright. I love Kaufmann as much as the next guy, but let's get this straight. There is not a single person posting a review here that actually enjoyed this movie, let alone understood it. You all want to say that it moved you, that it was deep, and maybe you've convinced yourself of that. In the same way that you thought Mulholland Drive was an epic piece of cinema. It wasn't. Sometimes, filmmakers get a little lost and can't find their way back, and this is unfortunately the result of that. A better director, and a more objective point of view of the story, would have brought the script down to a more palatable, accessible level that the rest of us can understand. But as it is, it's a complicated script, told in a non-linear and even more complicated manner. I'm sure there were a lot of ass-kissing producers afraid to actually speak up and say "Uh, I'm not sure I get it." Great performances and fantastic production design do not a good movie make. Sorry Charlie.
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