If you spend 75% of the movie trying to tolerate completely horrible dialogue and acting and 25% trying to figure out WTF, that’s not a good movie. If you fail to find anyone smarter than you on the internet to explain what you just watched, then it’s not a good movie. I’m pretty sure not even Lynch knows what it all means. He just threw together some scenes and stories, tenuously connected them, threw in some high school-calibre theatrical lighting, and hoped that someone, somewhere would find some genius in it.
Laughably awkward and unrealistic dialogue. Apparently Lynch’s goal was to have each actor recite the script verbatim as stiffly and awkwardly as possible. It’s no surprise that this leads to pathetic performances from just about everyone. Ironically, the best acting is in the meta scenes where the actors are acting as actors.
Throughout the film, Watts does her best to force an American accent, only she should have a Canadian accent, right? In any case, he speech sounds weirdly similar to Tim Roth’s attempt to stifle his English accent in Pulp Fiction.
The beautiful performance of singer Rebekah Del Rio was the only hint of talent in the movie. The one shot I liked was the close-up of Betty and Rita in bed, with Betty facing the camera and Rita blocking her in profile, creating an image like a Picasso painting. The fact that the shot was beautiful and meaningful may have been an accident.
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