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Indeed, unlike the original two series, the titular town is only one of a number of regions depicted in what is ultimately a more all-around epic and ambitious TV series that is just too damn good and artistic audacious to be described as a TV series.
Undoubtedly, Lynch has always had very good instincts when it comes to casting characters as Twin Peaks: The Return, which features many intriguing cameos roles from people ranging from perennially gawky goombah hipster favorite Michael Cera to drop-dead-gorgeous guidette Monica Bellucci, surely demonstrates.
Somewhat recently, I realized a girl that I was considering dating was a dumb bitch and immediately stopped talking to her because she, in her preposterously pretentious ‘artiste’ glory, had the unmitigated gall to proclaim that David Lynch of all filmmakers was a “hack.” While I have my own strong criticisms regarding Lynch and have heard various attacks railed against him ranging from racism to perverted conservative misogyny (indeed, a dumb sapless soy boy named Jeff Johnson even dedicated an entire moronic book to this subject entitled Pervert in the Pulpit: Morality in the Works of David Lynch (2004)), it is nothing but patently absurd to claim that one of the most innately idiosyncratic auteur filmmakers to have ever suffered the grand artistic handicap of working in Hollywood makes something akin to dull and/or derivative celluloid bromide, especially in an aesthetically inverted era when anti-auteurs like Quentin Tarantino and Steven Spielberg—ostensible men with the emotional maturity and aesthetic refinement of bombastic little boys—are regarded by many professionals as some of the greatest filmmakers of all-time.
Indeed, Lynch is one of the few cinematic artists and auteur filmmakers in all of cinema history that has managed to do the seemingly impossible by creating films that are both artistically original and geniunely entertaining, which he has indubitably demonstrated once again with his most recent and quite long-awaited 18-episode opus Twin Peaks: The Return (2017).
Clearly rejecting the degenerate trends of his own zeitgeist but unfortunately lacking the charm, charisma, and beauteous handsomeness of his messiah Marlon, Wally, who is portrayed by goofy hipster guido Michael Cera of all people, is somewhat of a weirdo that spouts prosaic pseudo-metaphysical platitudes but he seems to ultimately have a good heart as indicated by his remark to Sheriff Frank Truman, “As you know, your brother Harry S. I hold the map of it here, in my heart, next to the joyful memories of the carefree days I spent as a young boy, here in your beautiful town of Twin Peaks.
From Alexandria, Virginia, to Stockton, California, I think about Lewis, and his friend Clark, the first Caucasians to see this part of the world.
Needless to say, I can only assume that Frost was responsible for writing a line in the new series where Lynch’s character FBI Deputy Director Gordon Cole says in support of David Duchovny’s tranny FBI Chief of Staff Denise Bryson in regard to the anti-tranny sentiments of certain fellow agents, “I told all of your colleagues, those clown comics, to fix their hearts or die.” Since Lynch has spent his entire career making apolitical and oftentimes politically incorrect films that various mainstream leftist film reviewers and academics are keen only complaining about, this glaring and completely out-of-place instance of insufferably silly virtue-signaling is undoubtedly an indelible stain on the series.