Inland Empire

Lynch is a modern artist who creates film images like a surreal painter uses his canvas. Using a variety of techniques and with the occasional look of a Japanese horror movie but with less gruesome violence, Lynch adds some humor and pop references with songs by Beck, Etta James, and a group of young women dancing to “The Loco-Motion,” though refrains from the obvious choice of Jefferson Airplane’s “White Rabbit”.
Laura Dern gives a mesmerizing performance as Nikki, the actress who falls for her leading man, played by the handsome and immensely talented Justin Theroux. Nikki plays Susan in the film-within-the-film whose life begins to blur with her character. With fine showings by Jeremy Irons as the director making “On High in Blue Tomorrows”, and particularly, in a brief role as Nikki’s neighbor who foretells of danger, Grace Zabriskie, it’s Dern who becomes the chameleon ”when logic and proportion have fallen sloppy dead.”

But back to the eye-catching humanoid bunnies on stage who behave like very normal boring people, either sitting on a sofa or ironing. When one bunny man makes his entrance, there is a huge applause from the audience, in recognition of his fame and star power. They appear to comment on rather than parallel the plot and eventually interact with Nikki/Susan via telephone, allowing for connections of what is real and what is a made up story to intersect. But if all the world’s a stage, I think I want to stop and get off. Running time: 179 minutes. My Score: 8.5 out of 10.