...still looking for the 5 stages thread...
Gotta link?
http://welcometotwinpeaks.com/discuss/twin-peaks-part-17-part-18/the-5-stages-of-grief/
I gotta light and a thread. It's not great literature or anything. It was my raw and emotional reaction and eventually, thanks to my forum brethren, and insight into my personal process.
...still looking for the 5 stages thread...
Gotta link?
http://welcometotwinpeaks.com/discuss/twin-peaks-part-17-part-18/the-5-stages-of-grief/
I gotta light and a thread. It's not great literature or anything. It was my raw and emotional reaction and eventually, thanks to my forum brethren, and insight into my personal process.
Thanks, Detective Fisher.
You wanna know what else I enjoyed? How the Vegas subplot grew on me. The whole cast of characters: The Mitchum bros, Candie & co., Janey-E and Sonny Jim, Bushnell and Anthony. I warmed up to all of them. Dougie, too. And who can easily forget one of the more absurd, hilarious and uncanny build ups? . . . The Hutch and Chantal stake out at the Jones'. Such a memorable pay-off that I won't soon forget. Brilliant story telling and direction in every sense of the word, IMO, of course.
...take a break from dissecting details and clues for this thread and discuss The Return from an artistic perspective. Lynch, as we know, is an artist - in a literal sense (he's a painter, musician, etc.) When people create it's 1) To make a statement; 2) To give the viewer something to ponder and state themselves. With that said, what things do you feel David Lynch is trying to express with this piece? and what have you taken away personally as an experience?
Apologies is there's an existing thread for this or like it
"All Art is quite useless" - Oscar Wilde.
No really, I think that dear Oscar, an artist himself, was holding his tongue firmly in cheek when saying this. Thanks for writing this post. I think both of your points are valid.
What statement did Lynch/Frost want to make? I'm not sure, but I think one of the most important things for me has been the journey, more than the ending. I'm still processing the ending, like many. Others have been completely put off by it. But that's Art. It's subjective.
I admit I don't like modern paintings. I skip from the Middle Ages to the Impressionists and stop there. But I remember once going with a friend to a Kandinskij/Klee exhibition: she was a big fan and explained me all about it. In the end they still were not my thing, but I could understand them much more, and even like their use of bright colours.
It's a bit like that with TR: I like the bright colours of human tenderness, stunning visuals, mysterious resonance, cosmic balance. I just wish somebody explained to me. I perceive there is a deep significance in the ending, and others here are discussing it very well (dreams within dreams etc). For now I'll just think once again "It's not my thing" and absorb the vague subconscious vibrations the finale left me with.
...take a break from dissecting details and clues for this thread and discuss The Return from an artistic perspective. Lynch, as we know, is an artist - in a literal sense (he's a painter, musician, etc.) When people create it's 1) To make a statement; 2) To give the viewer something to ponder and state themselves. With that said, what things do you feel David Lynch is trying to express with this piece? and what have you taken away personally as an experience?
Apologies is there's an existing thread for this or like it
"All Art is quite useless" - Oscar Wilde.
No really, I think that dear Oscar, an artist himself, was holding his tongue firmly in cheek when saying this. Thanks for writing this post. I think both of your points are valid.
What statement did Lynch/Frost want to make? I'm not sure, but I think one of the most important things for me has been the journey, more than the ending. I'm still processing the ending, like many. Others have been completely put off by it. But that's Art. It's subjective.
I admit I don't like modern paintings. I skip from the Middle Ages to the Impressionists and stop there. But I remember once going with a friend to a Kandinskij/Klee exhibition: she was a big fan and explained me all about it. In the end they still were not my thing, but I could understand them much more, and even like their use of bright colours.
It's a bit like that with TR: I like the bright colours of human tenderness, stunning visuals, mysterious resonance, cosmic balance. I just wish somebody explained to me. I perceive there is a deep significance in the ending, and others here are discussing it very well (dreams within dreams etc). For now I'll just think once again "It's not my thing" and absorb the vague subconscious vibrations the finale left me with.
Couldn't have said it better myself. And believe me, I've tried.
Maybe part of my problem is that I'm trying SOOOOO hard to make it my thing instead of just absorbing it.
...take a break from dissecting details and clues for this thread and discuss The Return from an artistic perspective. Lynch, as we know, is an artist - in a literal sense (he's a painter, musician, etc.) When people create it's 1) To make a statement; 2) To give the viewer something to ponder and state themselves. With that said, what things do you feel David Lynch is trying to express with this piece? and what have you taken away personally as an experience?
Apologies is there's an existing thread for this or like it
"All Art is quite useless" - Oscar Wilde.
No really, I think that dear Oscar, an artist himself, was holding his tongue firmly in cheek when saying this. Thanks for writing this post. I think both of your points are valid.
What statement did Lynch/Frost want to make? I'm not sure, but I think one of the most important things for me has been the journey, more than the ending. I'm still processing the ending, like many. Others have been completely put off by it. But that's Art. It's subjective.
I admit I don't like modern paintings. I skip from the Middle Ages to the Impressionists and stop there. But I remember once going with a friend to a Kandinskij/Klee exhibition: she was a big fan and explained me all about it. In the end they still were not my thing, but I could understand them much more, and even like their use of bright colours.
It's a bit like that with TR: I like the bright colours of human tenderness, stunning visuals, mysterious resonance, cosmic balance. I just wish somebody explained to me. I perceive there is a deep significance in the ending, and others here are discussing it very well (dreams within dreams etc). For now I'll just think once again "It's not my thing" and absorb the vague subconscious vibrations the finale left me with.
Couldn't have said it better myself. And believe me, I've tried.
Maybe part of my problem is that I'm trying SOOOOO hard to make it my thing instead of just absorbing it.
I think Lynch and Frost were telling us outta the gate to put our expectations back in our pockets, buckle up, and take a ride with them. Some jumped out while the vehicle was still moving, others complained that the vehicle wasn't moving fast enough, and now that we've reached the final destination (perhaps) many aren't thrilled that we drove all this way for "this" (or think the drive was pointless).
For my part, I looked out the window and admired the landscape, enjoyed each stop along the way as well as the conversation inside the car and, yes, I liked the final destination, too. It has been a television experience like no other, for me, and I won't soon forget it.
I didn't have many expectations going in, but I did build some before the finale. Those expectations made the finale all the more impactful as Lynch and Frost reminded me, yet again, that I should've kept them in my pocket.
I think Lynch and Frost were telling us outta the gate to put our expectations back in our pockets, buckle up, and take a ride with them. Some jumped out while the vehicle was still moving, others complained that the vehicle wasn't moving fast enough, and now that we've reached the final destination (perhaps) many aren't thrilled that we drove all this way for "this" (or think the drive was pointless).
For my part, I looked out the window and admired the landscape, enjoyed each stop along the way as well as the conversation inside the car and, yes, I liked the final destination, too. It has been a television experience like no other, for me, and I won't soon forget it.
I didn't have many expectations going in, but I did build some before the finale. Those expectations made the finale all the more impactful as Lynch and Frost reminded me, yet again, that I should've kept them in my pocket.
I did enjoy the ride too. Met a lot of really interesting people, heard a lot of really great stories.
But then dad killed them all and burned their towns to the ground and told me to get over it!!!!!
Think I slipped back into anger.....
This issue has me tied in knots more than anything!
I think Lynch and Frost were telling us outta the gate to put our expectations back in our pockets, buckle up, and take a ride with them. Some jumped out while the vehicle was still moving, others complained that the vehicle wasn't moving fast enough, and now that we've reached the final destination (perhaps) many aren't thrilled that we drove all this way for "this" (or think the drive was pointless).
For my part, I looked out the window and admired the landscape, enjoyed each stop along the way as well as the conversation inside the car and, yes, I liked the final destination, too. It has been a television experience like no other, for me, and I won't soon forget it.
I didn't have many expectations going in, but I did build some before the finale. Those expectations made the finale all the more impactful as Lynch and Frost reminded me, yet again, that I should've kept them in my pocket.
I did enjoy the ride too. Met a lot of really interesting people, heard a lot of really great stories.
But then dad killed them all and burned their towns to the ground and told me to get over it!!!!!
Think I slipped back into anger.....
This issue has me tied in knots more than anything!
I'm sorry that Bob, a-hem, your dad did that. What a jackass . . . he can't, however, take away the experiences, thoughts, memories and emotions of the journey. Unless, of course, he takes a slice of your prefrontal lobe and sautées it with some capers, shallots, fava beans and a nice chianti (fehfehfehfehfehfehfeh).
Fire walk with