Gabriel wrote:LodgeLove wrote:So, in hindsight, thinking about season three, I’d have to say “what a piece of shit” self-indulgent Lynch to the point that his character even boasts of a strong libido for his age.
I don’t think anyone wanted the Gordon Cole show. They could have edited all the aimless extended shit out and made the season half the running time and still not missed a beat of what it wanted to accomplish and not even at the expense of one syllable of dialogue. What an incredibly wasted once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to do something with those characters again.
I only hope that at one of his recent signings at least one fan said to Lynch, “you fucked us”
It’s more likely they simply wouldn’t show up. Had someone had told me five years ago that I’d select ‘Not Interested’ on Amazon’s personalised recommendations for a new Twin Peaks production, I’d have laughed in their face!
If there was this ‘anti-nostalgia’ theme in the new show, then it worked on me. I’ve changed drastically as a person for a substantial number of reasons this year that far outway the affect of a mere tv show, but that little nagging hope that Twin Peaks, the tv show that led to me working in the media, would come back has been dashed against the jagged rocks of disappointment.
I’m hoping to travel a bit in 2018 and I still want to visit Snoqualmie, but, since TPTR, I actually can’t be bothered to watch tv anymore. I’d rather read a decent book (the works of Dumas père at the moment,) so where Twin Peaks excited me about the potential of the televisual medium, TPTR has cemented my long-growing disillusionment with it, proving that any old toss can now be put on a screen and feted by critics.
I’ll get to April, go away for four-to-five months and actually reassess everything. So in a backhanded way I almost owe Lynch a vote of thanks; his show was so bad that I’ve realised I detest the very industry his previous works tempted me into! Thanks for the midlife crisis, Davey-boy!!
I understand that it affected you and others so profoundly. At 49, I’ve become so cynical that it’s almost as if, “of course it’s not what we wanted”. My heart goes out to those that read Wrapped in Plastic and went to the conventions and did their best to keep the Peaks phenomenon alive. To hear such unprecedented news as the comeback of the show they continued to embrace so deeply, only to have it slap them in the face, is disheartening. What did they get? “It’s Gordon Cole and his attractive young assistant! Are they boning? Oh, look he’s misunderstanding words again”. Ha. Ha.
It was if our beloved characters were just thrown in the mix in sort of an obligatory gesture. The real stars of that original show was the romantic spirit, the backdrop of mystery, and a likeable cast. The weirdness, though charming, was actually what killed it. “Here’s an idea, let’s take the best elements of the show put them in the background and all the crap right up front. And even better, David’s going to be the star!”
Watching season three was like having the most beautiful dream and terrifying nightmare all at once.