everything it needed to be and nothing it was expected to be; exactly how i want Lynch to roll.
been sitting with my thoughts on this lysergic nightmare parasite loop that was beamed directly into my living quarters 2 nights ago. the only thing that i keep coming back to is after watching the 2hr premiere, i attempted to watch American Gods and was couldn't help but think... "man... this is some kindergarten shit right here",
think about how many shows have been heralded as "the next Twin Peaks". typically they amount to little more than slightly high-concept soap operas that occasionally dip their toes in cinematic surrealism (usually resigned to dream sequences that are to be prodded and dissected by the audiences and writers until their power is drained).
for Twin Peaks to work 25 years after the fact, it couldn't just be another in a long line of attempts to recreate that certain special something; it had to do what it previously did, which is reinvent the landscape of its respective medium. it couldn't just be an Art Damaged Force Awakens; corporate-funded fan fiction chasing after feelings and dollars, it had to be something fresh and unexpected; just like it was when it premiered in 1990.
and there's still 16 episodes to go.