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Tuesday
May302017

In Which We Enter The Life Of A Doug

The following review covers episodes three and four of Twin Peaks: The Return.

Hello!

by ELEANOR MORROW

Twin Peaks: The Return
creators David Lynch & Mark Frost
Showtime

Watching David Lynch the actor gives you a basic idea of why David Lynch the director is so great. The only other all-time directors who were as skilled in front of the camera were Orson Welles and John Cassavetes. Welles often seemed distracted onstage, and sometimes was forced to play roles that did not really suit him for one reason or another. Lynch never has this problem, since the singular role of Gordon Cole represents a law enforcement side of him that should probably come to pass in the real world. We desperately need an FBI director who knows when to mind his own business.

The type of comedy that Lynch excels at in this role is pretty unusual; it can potentially be described as either the wackiest satire or the most photorealistic farce. Smartly he uses the talents of another understated performer, the late Miguel Ferrer, to play off him as the ideal straight man. In Twin Peaks: The Return, we observe the FBI as an organization taking on many hats. David Duchovny was the only disappointing aspect of this journey: it felt like he was mugging for the camera.

When Cole receives word that Agent Dale Cooper is in a South Dakota prison, he rushes there with Ferrer and Chrysta Bell, the singer with whom Lynch has produced two albums. Bell sayshays like some kind of alien FBI agent, doing the familiar Twin Peaks work of making something beautiful into an absolute nightmare once you look beyond that initial appeal.

A man's return to Earth from another dimension should come as a tremendous relief. Instead Agent Cooper finds himself in the life of a man named Doug, who visits prostitutes. Janey- E (Naomi Watts) is his relieved and angry wife. In other hands the Stranger in a Strange Land routine would seem quite silly and predictable, but MacLachlan surprises with wonderful timing. Twin Peaks: The Return features a lot of characters who are neither particularly perceptive or particularly bright at first glance. Yet we are all promised, as children, a measure of intuition.

The only real lost people are those without that innate quality. Wally Brando (Michael Cera) and Sheriff Truman (Robert Foster) would under other circumstances have enough chemistry to manage the investigation of crimes of their own accord. Cera presents himself in Twin Peaks fresh from the road, and he is perfectly suited for the town, capable as he is of switching from an overly broad view to an overly specific one in the turn of a scene. His mother Lucy (Kimmy Roberson) possesses an innate misunderstanding of the possibilities of cell phones that was as hilarious as anything in these new episodes.

In recent days Twin Peaks' low ratings have cause some critics to sneer, but it is so far ahead of anything else on television that it will probably become popular again much in the same fashion of the original. While the original series was deeply amusing at times, the somber tone of Laura Palmer's death pervaded everything, and the more hilarious elements did not quite cohere with the overall mood being broadcast by the setting and music.

So many years later, no one would dare contradict any of Lynch's creative imperatives. Sorrow, pain, and wonder come and go with differing levels of clarity depending on the image. The resulting atmosphere of Twin Peaks: The Return feels completely new as a result, a vast and unimaginable playground like that of a peculiarly vivid dream.

Eleanor Morrow is the senior contributor to This Recording. You can find her review of the first two episodes of Twin Peaks: The Return here.

Monday
May222017

In Which We Return To Twin Peaks At Some Point

The following review covers the first two parts of Twin Peaks: The Return.

David Lynch: The Return

by ELEANOR MORROW

Twin Peaks: The Return
creators Mark Frost & David Lynch
Showtime

The burning corpse of Twin Peaks that David Lynch left behind when network executives and his partner Mark Frost tried to fuck with his creation at the end of 1980s has been alight for twenty-five disturbed years. Lynch has examined volume after volume of his dreams and committed them to film since those halcyon days. Some of his efforts, like 2001's Mulholland Drive exceeded his original vision for Twin Peaks; others became a bit overcomplicated for even his most devoted fans, even if the cinematography itself was typically one-of-a-kind.

This Lynch cares about pleasing no one again. It is in his very capable hands that we find Agent Dale Cooper (Kyle MacLachlan). The fifty-eight year old performer is remarkably well preserved, which makes thematic sense because he has been in another dimension, the Red Room, for all of this time. His dark doppelganger (Kyle MacLachlan with shoulder-length black hair) is in North Dakota, where two murders have taken place when Twin Peaks: The Return opens.

Two clueless cops find the head of a librarian in her apartment, the eye blasted out of its socket. After turning back the blanket, they find the torso of an obese John Doe mismatched to her pretty head. The local school principal Bill Hastings (Matthew Lillard) is the number one suspect, since his prints are found all over the librarian apartment and he knew the victim. In a few relatively straightlaced scenes, Frost and Lynch give us half the pleasure found in the original Twin Peaks: that the show was at its most amusing and poignant when it fundamentally dealt with the mundane.

The other half of Twin Peaks was the wild, spooky melodrama of the Black Lodge, where a demon possessed inhabitants of this Washington town. The moments in Twin Peaks: The Return when Agent Cooper struggles to free himself of his interdimensional confinement are replete with hokey, yet unnerving special effects, and the visuals are at times outright frightening. Lynch takes us to a room in midtown Manhattan where a young man views a glass box. His only job is to see if anything appears in it.

Such a set-up, ominously underscored by Angelo Badalamenti's haunting score, is a metaphor for the open possibilities of Twin Peaks, the town. We return to the familiar residents of the place for good at the end of the second episode. The eternally handsome James Hurley (James Marshall) is still wearing his leather jacket, observing the table where Shelly Johnson (Mädchen Amick) sits with friends. It is in these nostalgic moments where we suddenly realize how grateful we are that this is nothing like the Twin Peaks of decades ago.

So much of the original Twin Peaks was a shocking, amusing send-up of what television had become. Rewatching any of the first run of the show now, it is easily to see how much of the television that followed came out of the feel and style that Lynch developed. The original show still gives off a modern feeling. 

In order to shock us again, Lynch now has the benefit of premium cable standards and practices. Twin Peaks: The Return is frequently gruesome. It turns sexuality into a weird nothingness that fades before the everyday. Its characters are continuously waiting to be astonished by something in their lives, and when that ultimate moment arrives, they do not shy away. Boring people, Lynch insists, are not what they seem. They have their moments.

The original Twin Peaks had one key flaw that makes the show rather difficult to watch at times. That was the performance of Michael Ontkean as Sheriff Harry Truman. Ontkean was straight out of central casting for all the lame cop shows that Lynch was half-parodying here, but since Twin Peaks exceeded what it was making fun of at nearly every turn, his awkward, stumbling performance just got in the way of Kyle MacLachlan, as Truman is forced to portray a clueless straight man in every scene.

Fortunately, Ontkean smartly gave up acting a number of years ago, probably because he was not very good at it. Replacing him are a bevy of newcomers. Some are Lynch's particular favorites, and some are actors he has admired but never had a chance to work with before. Since the individual scenes of Twin Peaks: The Return have every chance of making very little sense to the audience, the rapid pace of the cameos and casting against type helps turn the show into a bizarre retrospective of Lynch's career in film and television.

By the end of the second episode, Agent Cooper has freed himself from the Red Room, ending up in the glass box. A demon follows close behind, and the show intends to follow Cooper back to the town where his life properly began. The town's waterfall and school look nearly the same; its residents are somewhat aged.

Even amidst all the confusion, David Lynch creates so many new feelings and archetypes to exploit, and Twin Peaks: The Return is more gleeful than anything. His basic theme throughout each iteration of Twin Peaks is the continuous discovery of all the places where human dignity can be found, uncovered, and disbanded. Horror, for Lynch, is a pretext to a more elucidated understanding, and he finds this more easily in a phrase, an aside, or a vision that any commonly understood form of elegy or coda. That is why he never wanted Twin Peaks to solve the murder mystery that propelled it from scene-to-scene: because doing so would only mean a false catharsis. They were all the killers.

Eleanor Morrow is the senior contributor to This Recording. She is a writer living in Manhattan.

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