I watched David Lynch's 'Inland Empire' (2006).
It's the most incomprehensible film I've ever seen. At no stage did I have a clue what was going on, and two hours in, I knew pretty much for certain that no explanation would be forthcoming. Nevertheless, it has a sort of mesmerising quality, and anyone fond of decoding symbolism will have weeks of fun trying to figure it out.
In comparison to Inland Empire, Lynch's last film - Mulholland Drive - is as straightforward as Rush Hour.
230 strict press @ 220; bodyweight+187 X 4 dips @ 180; 403 front squat @ 210; 10 000 push-ups.
Ignoring irrelevant credentials since I was 17.