Maybe the assessments will confirm my suspected Autism because, for the life of me, I just cannot understand all the angst over a TV show.
I mean, I like you guys and I have a lot of respect for your ideas and opinions, I'm sure I'd enjoy time in your company but come on, it's just a bloody telly show.
Go read the Sync theory thread, that may cheer you up a bit. It's good.
Not really, the clue is there: http://welcometotwinpeaks.com/discuss/twin-peaks-part-17-part-18/darkness-of-futures-past-ep-17-ep-18/
Maybe the assessments will confirm my suspected Autism because, for the life of me, I just cannot understand all the angst over a TV show.
I mean, I like you guys and I have a lot of respect for your ideas and opinions, I'm sure I'd enjoy time in your company but come on, it's just a bloody telly show.
Go read the Sync theory thread, that may cheer you up a bit. It's good.
It's called escapism, as least for me.
First, this is something so long anticipated, 25 years, the last 2 years, the last 18 weeks.
But mostly, I have come to recently realize that I have used TP and it's many mysteries and intricacies as a way to tune tune out and hide from current things happening, our current political climate (not getting into any political discussions), the natural disasters that just won't quit, divisiveness among friends, families, neighbors and co-workers, Facebook, twitter, etc. It is so easy to hide in here and the general TP world and forget my powerlessness.
I suspect the confusion (still for some of us) is a reminder of all those bad scary things. But it is so much easier to focus that angst toward a TV show then have to peak back out the windows and look at whats going and be yet again reminded how helpless I am. It is more empowering to grieve and obsess over a television show than worry about the people I know in Texas or Florida that I haven't heard from or prepare myself for the next person who wants to debate emails and Russian hacking, or read the ugliness that happens on Facebook and Twitter or to turn on the news and hear what today's SNAFU is or what heinous crimes humans are committing against other humans. I can ignore the ash and smoke that surrounds me while fires eat up my state and stop wondering how friends and family are fairing with their evacuation.
In here I am empowered, I am safe, I have a say and I have the resources.
Maybe the assessments will confirm my suspected Autism because, for the life of me, I just cannot understand all the angst over a TV show.
I mean, I like you guys and I have a lot of respect for your ideas and opinions, I'm sure I'd enjoy time in your company but come on, it's just a bloody telly show.
Go read the Sync theory thread, that may cheer you up a bit. It's good.
It's called escapism, as least for me.
First, this is something so long anticipated, 25 years, the last 2 years, the last 18 weeks.
But mostly, I have come to recently realize that I have used TP and it's many mysteries and intricacies as a way to tune tune out and hide from current things happening, our current political climate (not getting into any political discussions), the natural disasters that just won't quit, divisiveness among friends, families, neighbors and co-workers, Facebook, twitter, etc. It is so easy to hide in here and the general TP world and forget my powerlessness.
I suspect the confusion (still for some of us) is a reminder of all those bad scary things. But it is so much easier to focus that angst toward a TV show then have to peak back out the windows and look at whats going and be yet again reminded how helpless I am. It is more empowering to grieve and obsess over a television show than worry about the people I know in Texas or Florida that I haven't heard from or prepare myself for the next person who wants to debate emails and Russian hacking, or read the ugliness that happens on Facebook and Twitter or to turn on the news and hear what today's SNAFU is or what heinous crimes humans are committing against other humans. I can ignore the ash and smoke that surrounds me while fires eat up my state and stop wondering how friends and family are fairing with their evacuation.
In here I am empowered, I am safe, I have a say and I have the resources.
I'm familiar with the concept of escapism. I may possibly be autistic but I'm not cognitively impaired. I can even do empathy, too; I'm almost a real person.
What I mean is, escapism is ok but as fantasy, how can you engage in any real emotional way with a fictional character unless there's something in the story that relates to your own life and circumstances?
The scene when Richard Horne killed the little boy really hit me hard because it's a constant fear of mine. My son has absolutely no sense of danger and I'm terrified he's going to be hit by a car one day. Now, that's the kind of thing I can relate to but Cooper, as a character, is so obviously not real that even if I'm hoping he will win and have a happy life and all that, when the show's done, I don't care, except on an intellectual level, as a puzzle to be solved.
There's no real sense of loss or even jeopardy for me; it's just a story I can watch again and try to figure out. The scene with the little boy, though... that will stay with me for a long time.
I'm familiar with the concept of escapism. I may possibly be autistic but I'm not cognitively impaired. I can even do empathy, too; I'm almost a real person.
What I mean is, escapism is ok but as fantasy, how can you engage in any real emotional way with a fictional character unless there's something in the story that relates to your own life and circumstances?
The scene when Richard Horne killed the little boy really hit me hard because it's a constant fear of mine. My son has absolutely no sense of danger and I'm terrified he's going to be hit by a car one day. Now, that's the kind of thing I can relate to but Cooper, as a character, is so obviously not real that even if I'm hoping he will win and have a happy life and all that, when the show's done, I don't care, except on an intellectual level, as a puzzle to be solved.
There's no real sense of loss or even jeopardy for me; it's just a story I can watch again and try to figure out. The scene with the little boy, though... that will stay with me for a long time.
Are you a real boy? 😉
Certainly no intent on inferring that you do not know what escapism is. Only describing what drives me to it.
My connection is not to Cooper. As I've stated many times, it's all the other stories that seem to be have left, erased, or just disregarded. TP has always had a special place in my life mostly due to the filming locations and my own connection to them. When I worked at the Mar T (aka Twedes, aka RR Diner) there were 4 of us who used to joke around about which female character we were, Donna, Shelley, Audrey or Norma. I was always Audrey because I was the, um, "sassy" one? (we were teen agers, don't judge me) 🙂 Thus why my concern for all the other characters far out weighs my concern for Cooper.
But really its not the emotional engagement with the characters. It's just something really special to me, since not a lot of things are, that was so long anticipated and somehow showed up in my life at a time when my need for escape is at an all time high. The real connection/engagement lies in my transference of emotion from the real world into TP and back out again.....and back in. The show lets me focus on one thing that I feel like I can manage and I obsess and be crazy about that and thus allowing myself better zen in the "real world."
Just more fodder for Pieter's dissertation. 😀
Maybe the assessments will confirm my suspected Autism because, for the life of me, I just cannot understand all the angst over a TV show.
I mean, I like you guys and I have a lot of respect for your ideas and opinions, I'm sure I'd enjoy time in your company but come on, it's just a bloody telly show.
Go read the Sync theory thread, that may cheer you up a bit. It's good.
It's called escapism, as least for me.
First, this is something so long anticipated, 25 years, the last 2 years, the last 18 weeks.
But mostly, I have come to recently realize that I have used TP and it's many mysteries and intricacies as a way to tune tune out and hide from current things happening, our current political climate (not getting into any political discussions), the natural disasters that just won't quit, divisiveness among friends, families, neighbors and co-workers, Facebook, twitter, etc. It is so easy to hide in here and the general TP world and forget my powerlessness.
I suspect the confusion (still for some of us) is a reminder of all those bad scary things. But it is so much easier to focus that angst toward a TV show then have to peak back out the windows and look at whats going and be yet again reminded how helpless I am. It is more empowering to grieve and obsess over a television show than worry about the people I know in Texas or Florida that I haven't heard from or prepare myself for the next person who wants to debate emails and Russian hacking, or read the ugliness that happens on Facebook and Twitter or to turn on the news and hear what today's SNAFU is or what heinous crimes humans are committing against other humans. I can ignore the ash and smoke that surrounds me while fires eat up my state and stop wondering how friends and family are fairing with their evacuation.
In here I am empowered, I am safe, I have a say and I have the resources.
I'm familiar with the concept of escapism. I may possibly be autistic but I'm not cognitively impaired. I can even do empathy, too; I'm almost a real person.
What I mean is, escapism is ok but as fantasy, how can you engage in any real emotional way with a fictional character unless there's something in the story that relates to your own life and circumstances?
The scene when Richard Horne killed the little boy really hit me hard because it's a constant fear of mine. My son has absolutely no sense of danger and I'm terrified he's going to be hit by a car one day. Now, that's the kind of thing I can relate to but Cooper, as a character, is so obviously not real that even if I'm hoping he will win and have a happy life and all that, when the show's done, I don't care, except on an intellectual level, as a puzzle to be solved.
There's no real sense of loss or even jeopardy for me; it's just a story I can watch again and try to figure out. The scene with the little boy, though... that will stay with me for a long time.
It's the complete opposite for me. Even if the circumstances the characters are in is not something I can directly relate to, I am still drawn into it emotionally because at that moment, the story is "real" to me, in the sense that I am lost in that world. Even when the story is over, the events still reverberate in my mind.
If I like the characters and story, then I become emotionally invested in it, no matter how fantastical the situation may be. For me it isn't a question of how realistic the circumstances are, but how well the character and story is realized.
I'm familiar with the concept of escapism. I may possibly be autistic but I'm not cognitively impaired. I can even do empathy, too; I'm almost a real person.
What I mean is, escapism is ok but as fantasy, how can you engage in any real emotional way with a fictional character unless there's something in the story that relates to your own life and circumstances?
The scene when Richard Horne killed the little boy really hit me hard because it's a constant fear of mine. My son has absolutely no sense of danger and I'm terrified he's going to be hit by a car one day. Now, that's the kind of thing I can relate to but Cooper, as a character, is so obviously not real that even if I'm hoping he will win and have a happy life and all that, when the show's done, I don't care, except on an intellectual level, as a puzzle to be solved.
There's no real sense of loss or even jeopardy for me; it's just a story I can watch again and try to figure out. The scene with the little boy, though... that will stay with me for a long time.
Are you a real boy? 😉
Certainly no intent on inferring that you do not know what escapism is. Only describing what drives me to it.
My connection is not to Cooper. As I've stated many times, it's all the other stories that seem to be have left, erased, or just disregarded. TP has always had a special place in my life mostly due to the filming locations and my own connection to them. When I worked at the Mar T (aka Twedes, aka RR Diner) there were 4 of us who used to joke around about which female character we were, Donna, Shelley, Audrey or Norma. I was always Audrey because I was the, um, "sassy" one? (we were teen agers, don't judge me) 🙂 Thus why my concern for all the other characters far out weighs my concern for Cooper.
But really its not the emotional engagement with the characters. It's just something really special to me, since not a lot of things are, that was so long anticipated and somehow showed up in my life at a time when my need for escape is at an all time high. The real connection/engagement lies in my transference of emotion from the real world into TP and back out again.....and back in. The show lets me focus on one thing that I feel like I can manage and I obsess and be crazy about that and thus allowing myself better zen in the "real world."
Just more fodder for Pieter's dissertation. 😀
Yes, that makes perfect sense. There's some context to your attachment, for sure. I was just worried that you were turning into one of those sad, deluded people who send flowers to soap opera weddings and stuff like that. 😉
As for me being a real boy, well... I'm most definitely male but being a real live human being is something I haven't yet worked out. Seriously. If I may be allowed a moment of painful, transparent honesty here, that particular matter, is, I believe, the source of my joyful membership in the Society of Depressed Individuals. At least Diane's tulpa had the release of understanding what she was, right at the end.
Yes, that makes perfect sense. There's some context to your attachment, for sure. I was just worried that you were turning into one of those sad, deluded people who send flowers to soap opera weddings and stuff like that. 😉
As for me being a real boy, well... I'm most definitely male but being a real live human being is something I haven't yet worked out. Seriously. If I may be allowed a moment of painful, transparent honesty here, that particular matter, is, I believe, the source of my joyful membership in the Society of Depressed Individuals. At least Diane's tulpa had the release of understanding what she was, right at the end.
Well, I did send flowers to the Horne's as a condolence for their many losses, most specifically Jerry's foot. Is that wrong? 😉
Good conversation - Inspires me to add more.
As a playwright, actor, and director, film, TV, and stage have been integral parts of my life since a tween. They are not dispensable elements of my life. I can't imagine life without them. They are my primary sources of "meaning" to life. And it's not only when I'm actively involved as a creator that performance art drives my existence.
when I'm an audience member it's rarely to simply "escape." Besides the investment of time and energy it demands to stay focused on something like these 18 episodes of The Return, I'm there in the first place because I expect my mind and soul to be nourished in a way I'll find rewarding. I'm a good audience member - In my entire life, I've never walked out on a movie. I'm there to give myself over to the thing a creative team has created. When a piece is over, I may be disappointed, I may hate it, I may go into negatively critical mode - but however I react is based on having given the entire thing an honest chance.
The Return went beyond my expectations as an audience member. It definitely nourished my mind and soul. It and anything else I deeply enjoy is much more than "just" a TV show, movie, or play. The things I watch and love the most are actively providing and sustaining one of my primary reasons for living.
David Lynch is never set on confusing anyone. His art is just that, art- meant for interpretation. Good art stands on it own and doesn't rely on what others think of it.
Good conversation - Inspires me to add more.
As a playwright, actor, and director, film, TV, and stage have been integral parts of my life since a tween. They are not dispensable elements of my life. I can't imagine life without them. They are my primary sources of "meaning" to life. And it's not only when I'm actively involved as a creator that performance art drives my existence.
when I'm an audience member it's rarely to simply "escape." Besides the investment of time and energy it demands to stay focused on something like these 18 episodes of The Return, I'm there in the first place because I expect my mind and soul to be nourished in a way I'll find rewarding. I'm a good audience member - In my entire life, I've never walked out on a movie. I'm there to give myself over to the thing a creative team has created. When a piece is over, I may be disappointed, I may hate it, I may go into negatively critical mode - but however I react is based on having given the entire thing an honest chance.
The Return went beyond my expectations as an audience member. It definitely nourished my mind and soul. It and anything else I deeply enjoy is much more than "just" a TV show, movie, or play. The things I watch and love the most are actively providing and sustaining one of my primary reasons for living.
I am not prone to escapism. This was just one of those things where the planets all aligned, Glastonbury Grove because accessible and I decided to slip behind the curtain for a little look-see. In other words, it was exactly what was need and exactly the right time. It was never intended. In fact, it was only a few days ago did I realize I had been doing this.
I can't agree with you more on the mind and soul nourishment.
I'm not always a good audience member, which is why I rarely go to movie theaters. I have never walked out on a movie, but that could more because I'm cheap and want to get my $15 worth. I have turned a few off when watching from home. Not many, but in my defense, I often watch some very low end stuff. (have you seen Sharknado 5?) Not always, but I do like my mindless entertainment. Leaves me with more room and energy for things like TPTR.
I'm curious Randy Bowser, if you have always watched every series you've started the entire way through or have you given up on any of those? (honest question, not a challenge or critique) 🙂
I've walked out of two films.
To be fair, they were both very, very bad films. And I should've known better than to spend money to go watch them 😀
I've walked out of two films.
To be fair, they were both very, very bad films. And I should've known better than to spend money to go watch them 😀
You gonna tell me what they were or are they too embarrassing to admit?
Personally, I had to turn off Zombie Honeymoon after about 15 minutes.......
...I'm curious Randy Bowser, if you have always watched every series you've started the entire way through or have you given up on any of those? (honest question, not a challenge or critique) 🙂
Good question, Brandy - Thanks for asking!
No, I haven't always followed TV series all the way through. The never-ending mainstream shows with self-contained episodes are one thing, like the original C.S.I. - I may enjoy watching something like that, but I don't feel obligated to faithfully see all the episodes.
Limited series are something else. If I'm interested enough to try one, I always watch the first episode. I've never given up in the middle of a first episode. But I may not necessarily stick with it. If the first ep didn't grab me - that's it.
But I've been grabbed by so many good limited series "events," or single-season shows which may or may not later have more seasons added. This year's The Handmaid's Tale is a good example of something I eagerly lived entirely through. My wife and I just finished the engrossing Z: The Beginning of Everything, the bio series about Zelda Fitzgerald. We went through all of Westworld this year also, though we were growing impatient with some episodes which seemed to just tread water instead of move forward.
- Actually, I can't think of a cable series of this sort that I gave up on - hmmm, must be some--but I've forgotten because I found them forgettable at the time!
So - thanks for the interesting question.
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