This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
You don't even hear The Ecstasy of Gold until two hours and twenty minutes in, holy shit. Ennio Morricone a god among men.
Holy shit. This is my third time seeing this one but probably the first time it sort of "clicked" for me and I was able to make sense of it without having to look anything up.
I first watched Mulholland Drive back in November of last year, and I remember rating it 4/5, knowing that I had just witnessed a masterpiece, but also uncomfortable knowing that I hadn't really "enjoyed" it. Then I watched it on my birthday this year…
Aaaaaa what the fuck?! What just happened? Somehow more impenetrable than On The Silver Globe, Źuławski's Cosmos is...nah, I give up, I'm not even going to try to explain.
What a way to go out. Fuck Źuławski for his abuse towards Isabelle Adjani during and after the production of Possession but man, he made some great head-scratchers.
So far I've seen Possession, On The Silver Globe, and now Cosmos, and while this one is probably the one I've "enjoyed" the…