A Cadillac stops on Mulholland Drive in Hollywood at night. The attractive young woman in an evening dress sitting in the back is forced to get out by two men at gunpoint. She is probably about to be shot. But then another car crashes into the stationary vehicle with full force. The woman survives, but she has lost her memory and no longer knows who she is. Like the voices of a fugue, the narrative levels are related to each other, switching from foreground to background, from main plot to subplot. The thriller leads into a love story, the love story into a new thriller. In the end, the actors also seem to have swapped roles. And the metropolis of Los Angeles plays a central role in all of this. Its myths, its actors, its architecture lend the film that dystopian aura that makes it a classic to this day, one that must be seen again and again. Lynch stages the post-postmodern city with an aesthetic brilliance that is second to none. He conjures up its shallows - and at the same time offers himself to us all as a cinematographic companion who reassures us because he knows how to tame the horrors of the metropolitan in a cinematic way. It was the eye that gave us the feeling that we could understand and endure even the mystical cosmos of Los Angeles.
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