I'm somewhat hesitant to jump into this thread. I am really loving The Return so far, but I have no interest in telling anyone they're an "idiot" or "living in the past" or whatever for not liking it. People have different reactions to things--c'est la vie. But this post is really thoughtful and I have some reactions I'd like to share.
AnotherBlueRoseCase wrote:
As you suggest, this thread is one of the few places to find half-decent macro discussions and not just musings on whether RussellBrandCoop is on the phone not with Phillip Jeffries but with The Evolution of the Arm's Doppelganger.
I must say, I do find myself feeling similarly a lot of the time. Oddly, I find a lot of posts by people who are
digging the show more frustrating and baffling than some posts by people who are hating it. Discussing sci-fi/fantasy minutia ad nauseam seems like such a strange reaction to Twin Peaks to me. It's
not a sci-fi/fantasy show!
To be fair, this is in no way a new phenomenon. Discussions of the original run and FWWM have been going down these roads for 27 years, and I've always been just as mystified. It plain confuses me. And it does get incredibly silly at times. And I guess where my opinion and yours diverge is that I feel like it's taking something sublime (Twin Peaks itself--the new series included) and making it
seem silly.
I can definitely imagine how reading a lot of these elaborate theories might turn a lot of viewers off--exactly the viewers who would get the most out of the show, ironically. For some reason, I keep combing through it all looking for the occasional, truly inspired nuggets and posting from time to time, trying to start conversations about poetics, but I certainly do get annoyed.
Now, at what point, would you say, are people who post such speculation deluding themselves when they refuse to consider that the artwork concerned is a little wanky? At what point is it necessary to tap them on the shoulder, remove the spliff from their lips and suggest that that insight they’re so concerned with sharing, if accurate, is very bad art indeed?
Amen to this! Even though I may disagree with you on the "wanky" part (depending on your definition of the term--maybe I'd agree that it's wanky and I just like wanky things!), this is maybe my biggest gripe with 27 years' worth of internet Twin Peaks discussion. It's generally incredibly reductive. Twin Peaks is almost always (a few unfortunate blips in late season 2 aside, perhaps)
expansive. Why try to whittle it down into a boring fantasy epic?
In fact, S03 has many ingredients that I admire. What I object to in late-career Lynch is the lack of discipline in how he brings his ingredients together – he follows too many ideas way, way too far and then bundles the resulting mess together with little thought for coherence.
Here I do respectfully disagree. I'm consistently impressed by just how tight and thematically/aesthetically coherent Lynch's recent work has been! To me, there isn't a spare minute in INLAND EMPIRE, for example. This isn't the place to go on at length about that, I guess, but every time I watch it, I marvel at what a tight 3 hours it really is--and watching "More Things That Happened" only underlines it. Lynch works on instinct, yes, but his instincts are strong.
Masturbation, disappearing up your own back passage, offering homebrew made from conger eels, audience contempt, the emperor’s butt nakedness, loss/dismissal of craftsmanship, laziness, shoddy quality control – take your pick. Old age, too many years in La La Land surrounded by people calling him a genius, self-perception as a trickster Zen master walloping his audience around the head ‘for their own good’ as possible explanations for the above – ditto.
This is just tired. I should probably ignore this paragraph, but I especially hate the old "audience contempt" complaint. From the moment people started writing about Lynch, it has come up (look at reviews of even venerated "classic Lynch" like Blue Velvet and Mulholland Drive, and
certainly pre-reassessment reactions to FWWM, and you will find it again and again). And I just don't think it could be any further from the truth. Lynch's work is fundamentally generous. However you may feel about any given piece, it always comes from a genuine desire to share something meaningful.
Now, Lynch has never
catered to audiences. And, yes, the primary audience he is looking to satisfy is himself. But that is a million miles from contempt. When he shares a work, he hopes it will be loved by others as it is loved by him. He has said many times that he is comfortable with the fact that he has no control over how something is perceived, and that he finds it beautiful that every person will have their own reaction to every piece. He finds every reaction thrilling, and feels no need to argue that what he sees in it is the "right" way to view it. That is not contempt. That is generous.
Somebody whose opinion I value once described Lynch to me as ‘the only genuinely decent person I’ve met in Hollywood’. I can believe that. Despite his films’ darkness, he’s on the side of the angels, I would say. But surely nobody but a cult follower would deny that late Lynch is horribly self-indulgent and audience-antagonistic.
I suppose I simply don't have a problem with self-indulgence. I may not
always like the result of self-indulgent art, but I also think that all of my favorite art in the world has been primarily, if not exclusively, the result of self-indulgence. It all depends on what the artist finds indulgent, I guess.
So far, anyway, Lynch's indulgences and my desires as a consumer of art have been remarkably on the same page! There are the occasional exceptions (most of the music he's done without Angelo Badalamenti, for example, has not really been my cup of tea, and I'm certainly happy to ignore all his TM proselytizing--which he's thankfully kept out of 98% of his artwork), but when the guy makes films/videos, he just tends to hit my happy places. What can I say? The first 4 parts of The Return are emphatically not an exception--my happy places are constantly a-tingle as I watch it and I can't get it out of my head between viewings. What more can I ask?
The following was written by another early-peaking artist, before he too fell away into deliberate tediousness and audience alienation:
See, I also love The Pale King! Obviously it's unfinished, but it's so unbelievably gorgeous and sad and human! And, again, I do not see an ounce of audience contempt in it. It's a love letter to humanity!
Here's something that's unsettling but true: Lynch's best movies are also the ones that strike people as his sickest. I think this is because his best movies, however surreal, tend to be anchored by well-developed main characters-Blue Velvet's Jeffrey Beaumont, Fire Walk With Me's Laura, The Elephant Man's Merrick and Treves. When characters are sufficiently developed and human to evoke our empathy, it tends to break down the carapace of distance and detachment in Lynch, and at the same time it makes the movies creepier-we're way more easily disturbed when a disturbing movie has characters in whom we can see parts of ourselves. For example, there's way more general ickiness in Wild at Heart than there is in Blue Velvet, and yet Blue Velvet is a far creepier/sicker film, simply because Jeffrey Beaumont is a sufficiently 3-D character for us to feet about/for/with.
I love DFW to death, but I'd disagree with one thing implied here--Sailor and Lula (especially Lula, who is one of my favorite characters in cinema history--and, yes, I know it's based on a book, but if you've read the book, you know that Lynch's Lula and Gifford's Lula are profoundly different people) ARE vivid, 3-D characters.
And, though this was written before MD and IE existed, I would also disagree with what you imply by quoting this at length in the context of this thread--namely, that Lynch is no longer anchoring his work with well-developed main characters.
If anything, I would argue that the inverse is true. Lynch's recent work (FWWM, LH, MD, IE--and I'm betting that this will also largely be true of TPTR once it's done) is so completely rooted in character, that sometimes people miss it. People are used to getting to know a character
through a plot--how does this character react to the events of the plot and use their agency to push said plot forward, etc.--but Lynch seems to have grown disinterested in manufacturing plot. Instead, he's telling the stories of characters directly from the inside. Insomuch as there
is plot, it's 100% malleable and can irrationally shift at any moment based on who the character is and which aspect of his/her personality Lynch is exploring at any given moment. Because the
story is the character. ALL he's doing is developing character, using the language of cinema.