No Thrones. No Crowns. No Kings. →
On October 18, millions of us are rising again to show the world: America has no kings, and the power belongs to the people.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
Read the current manifesto. (And the followup.)
Rules: no fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
On October 18, millions of us are rising again to show the world: America has no kings, and the power belongs to the people.
I’ve managed over three days to do a complete rewatch of Twin Peaks: The Return, and all I can do is state again why I dislike the last one and a half hours of it.
The original series ended with Cooper having failed the fundamental existential test of being a live human being inside the Black Lodge: he ran from his shadow-self, the Dweller on the Threshold. He refused to face his failings and his failures; that’s how Bob is able to take him and leave the Lodge in his place.
The Return ignores all of this in its resolution to the doppelgänger’s 25-year reign of terror in favor of just shooting him with a gun and then some random guy we’ve never met before with a “piledriver” for a fist punches out Bob.
Cooper’s fall was all internal struggle made “flesh” inside the Lodge; his return was all goofy plot mechanics.
In the end, I don’t even especially care about what’s happening in the final episode of The Return because the penultimate one didn’t seem to care about what originally made Cooper’s fall resonate from a character perspective. Cooper in effect is allowed to cheat his way out of his self-made prison in the Lodge, which I’ll never be able to see as anything other than cheating him, and me, out of a resolution that actually mattered.