Mulholland Dr.
Man, that movie bites. Aside from the lesbian fuck-scenes and the few humorous moments.

Fucking A.

David Lynch is the master of shit that doesn't make any sense, but turns out to all have been a dream sequence. Fucking cheap way out, the dream sequence. The last time it really worked was The Wizzard of Oz. From 1939.

Damn you Lynch, that's 145 minutes of my life that I want back. Well, 140 if you don't count the aforementioned lezbo action....