Twin Peaks Diarrh... Diary
There's a chance David Lynch is crazy. But I honestly doubt it. I think it's much more probable that he simply screws with us. We are struggling to understand his movies where there's, in fact, nothing to understand. He just stuffs his films with everything and anything that comes to his mind, without any sense and meaning, and then he sits aside and laughs his head off on our pathetic attempts to explain his outburst of "genius".
The first episode was promising. Strange, mysterious, distinctive. I was hypnotized. But in the second episode I was already at the edge of giving up. I was held only by curiosity. Now, after the third and fourth episode, I can not take this seriously anymore. I have a feeling that I'm watching high-budget parody to "Twin Peaks" instead of the long-awaited third season. Unlike first episode that mesmerized me and kept me in suspense, through third and fourth I mostly laughed, partly from agony, partly from shame transfer to which the show abounds, although there were also few really good jokes. But overall it feels like spoof made by the principle "it's so bad that it's good." I'm more and more convinced that Lynch really is screwing with us. David, I have no idea what you're on, but give us a little so we could feel nice too.
- How the hell did this madman know that he will be able to make the third season after 25 years? How did he know, not only that he will be alive, but that the rest of the crew will also be alive, capable and willing to shoot... Did he simply risked and had luck?
- Why does almost every episode end in "Ally McBeal" manner?
Those are the questions that tinker in my head, since the brain gave up on asking the question about the plot a long time ago...
The new season of Twin Peaks is at the same time retarded and ingenious, senseless and visually fascinating. From episode to episode I like it more and more, and just when I was afraid that I will have to rate it 10/10, the 8th episode turned out to be probably the most stupid thing I saw this year. The middle part of it that stretches explosion scene to exhaustion and back, turning it into something like screen saver of some music player, can be explained in two ways. Either Lynch does not have finished screenplay at all, but he writes it along the way, so when the time came to shoot 8th episode he had material for just 20 minutes and he needed an hour that he had to fill, or he simply wanted to kill all epileptics in the audience. Anyway, this episode brought me back to attitude "why the hell I'm even losing my time on this nonsense."
I just finished the third season of "Twin Peaks" and I'm speechless. Weird, bizarre, fascinating and exhausting, original but nostalgic. Epic TV project that won't leave you indifferent. You can love it or hate it and I can not decide for myself. The story is unreal and surreal, but I couldn't place it in any sub-genres of fantasy or SF. I think it would be the closest to the truth to name it dream-genre. It feels like you're dreaming drama-mystery-thriller dream. Chaotic, seemingly unconnected, illogical, but yet again essentially meaningful. The strongest impression on me was made by the music and I'm sure that magnificent atmosphere that Badalamenti composes was the crucial factor for me to fall in love with "Twin Peaks", both the old and the new one. It is an ungrateful job to rate someone's dream...
8/10 for visual,
10/10 for sound effects and Badalamenti,
10/10 for acting,
4/10 for the story, because although this is one of the best shows ever made that does not change the fact that Lynch is full of crap,
and, since the whole thing defies common sense, my way of judging it will also be illogical: