Category: Mulholland Drive

My 2025 Personal Film Festival, Part 1

On the evening of January 4, 2025, my wife Nell and I watched Saturday Night. Jason Reitman’s 2024 film chronicles the final 90 minutes before the first episode of what is now called Saturday Night Live aired at 11:30 pm EST on October 11, 1975. We thoroughly enjoyed the film’s you-are-there verisimilitude, strong performances and … Continue reading My 2025 Personal Film Festival, Part 1 →

Matt Berger Alphaville, Andrei Tarkovsky, Atheism, Back to the Future, Buster Keaton, Charlie Chan, David Fincher, David Lynch, Elevator to the Gallows, Eraserhead, Film, Inland Empire, Ivan's Childhood, Jean Cocteau, L'Age d'Or, Last Year At Marienbad, Le Samourai, Louis Malle, Luis Bunuel, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Marx Brothers, Miles Davis, Mirror, Mulholland Drive, Murder on the Orient Express, My life, No Country For Old Men, Nosferatu, One Hundred Years of Cinema, Salvador Dali, San Francisco, Saturday Night Live, Sidney Lumet, Solaris, Stalker, The Blood of a Poet, The Cinema Cartograpy, The Color of Pomegranates, The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie, The Game, The Hunger Games franchise, The Sure Thing, Wild at Heart, Zodiac 3 Comments May 7, 2025May 14, 2025 14 Minutes

When David Lynch went to Philadelphia

One Saturday night when I was about nine years old, I found myself lying in bed, leafing through a hardcover book of biographical sketches while half watching a movie on the small black-and-white television set in my bedroom. Perhaps I was watching a film starring Spencer Tracy, because at one point I turned to his … Continue reading When David Lynch went to Philadelphia →