Mulholland Drive.

Mulholland Drive.

The first time I saw Mulholland Drive was on a dim laptop screen in the back of a caravan. Even in this least cinematic of locations I found myself intoxicated by David Lynch’s chaotic meditation on the putrid nature of Hollywood. This weekend I finally saw it for the second time on a much larger screen as … Continue reading

Demolition.

When a young woman dies, her father and husband sit in a hospital waiting room, trying to process the devastation. Now widowed, Davis approaches a vending machine with the aim of scoring some peanut M&Ms. When the machine jams and his money is wasted, he sets about writing a letter of complaint to the vending … Continue reading

Birdman.

Michael Keaton probably means something different to everyone. To many and most, he is remembered as Burton’s Batman. For children of the nineties such as myself, he is Jack Frost – the protagonist in the film of the same name in which a dead musician’s spirit resides in a snowman – I forget why. For … Continue reading