**spoilers maybe**
So, I finally got to see Inland Empire over the weekend. Well, umm...
I am part of the Lynch camp that feels like Blue Velvet, Twin Peaks, Lost Highway, Straight Story and Mulholland Drive are the director's best work, with Mulholland Drive representing the culmination of everything good that is Lynch, perfectly conceived from start to finish, perfectly understandable, and one of the most engrossing and heartbreaking love stories ever to be put to celluloid. If it isn't my favorite film of all time, it would definitely be in the top three.
But Inland Empire. Well. Despite some fantastic scenes, including an opener between Laura Dern and Grace Zabriskie that blew me away, the film never seemed to go anywhere interesting. Or rather, it started going somewhere interesting until about halfway through, and then Lynch kind of abandoned Justin Theroux in favor of putting Laura Dern in one bizarre scene after another. Some of them worked. Many of them didn't.
It also seemed like Lynch couldn't decide between a mature heroine or his typical lusty girl from another era--so he went with both, tying them loosely together with some random scenes. The Laura Dern of the opening was far more compelling than the white trash wonder we get for the last half of the movie, and the Polish hottie sitting on the bed would have been a lot more fun to watch for three hours straight. Mulholland Drive worked because Lynch really took the time to flesh out Diane's fantasy of herself as Betty before revealing her actual persona. That didn't really happen here.
The movie they were working on in the film also lacked genuineness and wasn't really treated with the care Lynch typically shows for Americana. Instead he seemed to give all that attention to his bunny show, which, while interesting on the web, doesn't seem to add a whole lot to the film.
Oh, and MUSIC. A few great songs do not make up an entire score. Inland Empire lacked the PRAT of Mulholland Drive, and so many scenes were accompanied by a truly uninspiring score or what seemed like no sound at all.
All in all, the underutilization of Justin Theroux was painful, the overuse of Laura Dern's white trash character was off-putting, the absence of a rhythmic score made the scenes dreary, and the lack of an appealing character to follow down the rabbit hole made the rabbit hole sort of a dull place to be.
Now that Lynch has figured out he can get people to buy what was essentially, for many, a straight-to-DVD release, I think he should find that big-eyed Polish girl and try for another series.