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Date: Monday, 24 Jun 1991 14:04:08 CDT
From: John R. Andrews <U14780@uicvm.uic.edu>
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Subject: Twin Peak Review

I don't normally post on this group, but this crossed my desk and I thought
others might find it interesting.

                            Critique of Twin Peaks
                         David Koukal, Cybertek, Inc.


The moral of "Twin Peaks." To wax enthusiastic  over  a  television program--
for only a long moment: What are we to make of the  dark  end of Lynch's
nightmare vision?  An absurdist morality play with an uncanny ability to both
entertain and disturb (rare in a medium  that  usually leaves no lasting
intellectual or emotional impressions on its audience), a story that reached
the heights of comedy, a  TV  program that achieved a style never before seen
via that medium, a  tale  rich in metaphor and motif that, in the end, was
simply too good  for  its audience--after all this, how can we conscience its
irrevocably terrifying conclusion?  "Twin Peaks" was a soap opera with a
difference: whereas the average sample of the genre limpidly animates its
characters  through a variety of motivations, some more admirable than others,
Lynch  boldly drew large the antithetics of good and evil and made  his
characters prisoners within the resulting turmoil.  This brought  a  vitality
to the story notably missing from the workaday soap.  All  in  all,  the
violence was more  jarringly violent, the erotic more so, not  by  relying on
gratuity but because of superior (and more dramatic) animating agents.  The
good were more pure, the bad  more  menacingly  sinister when motivated by
forces that were by pragmatic,  "realistic"  standards fundamentally irrational
(after all, who is really that  good,  that bad?).  The simple and the complex
were  thereby  combined,  creating a relationship which generated both mystical
beauty and base,  even taboo, tragedy.  Lynch spoke compellingly to forces
considered superstitious by our supposedly sophisticated secularism,  and  that
he did so in the seemingly "mined out" genre of the soap opera  is  a testament
to his accomplishments not only as a director of  great  style but also as a
satirist, moralist, and social critic.  Some would say that such terms are
wasted on a director that merely possesses a good eye (not to mention an ear
that has elevated the soundtrack to an art form in and of itself), but I would
insist  on their applicability.  Obviously, Lynch was  satirizing  soap
operas.  For the most part soaps have pretenses to a glamorous realism  but  at
the same time offer plots that are improbable; in this  respect  "Twin Peaks"
was hardly different.  Occasionally soaps test  the  bounds  of credibility,
and so did "Twin Peaks"; is there any  real  difference between the freezing of
Port Charles (of "General Hospital" fame) and the UFO's which abducted Major
Briggs? Lynch  introduced  four  elements to the genre that distinguished his
creation from  the  rest.  First, he chose to emphasize the "unreal" component
of soaps  by  combining metaphor and motif with absurdity and surrealism in
order  to  challenge the sensibilities of his audience.  Second, he  assumed
the  intelligence of his audience (a bold assumption) by presenting them with
mysteries they could become involved in. (On the whole, the plot  of  "Twin
Peaks" was abnormally cohesive by TV standards; basically, everything "fit,"
which allowed the audience to play Lynch's game..) Third,  by  simply applying
his genius as a director, he showed his audience  how  good a soap could look.
Last and most important, Lynch presented a moral  spectrum  that re-acquainted
his audience with the almost medieval concepts  of  good and evil.  In the
beginning Lynch's characters seemed  to  be  motivated by workaday soap opera
vices (greed, jealousy, envy,  adultery,  lust, etc.). However, as the plot
confronted more and  more  socially  taboo subjects (pornography, incest,
torture, sado-masochism),  the  story started to spin away from superficially
material explanations  of  human behavior.  It became more and more apparent
that  his  characters  were agents of forces beyond themselves, converting
human failings  to  human tragedy.  Lynch's metaphysical and at times  mystical
framework  more readily explained switches in character, which in  the
conventional soap occur mainly to shift the formula of the pseudo drama onto
another tack and re-generate a neverending story  line.  Lynch's  characters
were not motivated by the producer's need to "spice up" a  stale  story; nor
were they motivated by the allure of material  gain.  Rather,  they were
motivated because they inhabited a certain point on  Lynch's  moral spectrum,
and the closer a character came to either end of  this  spectrum (Cooper at one
end, Killer Bob at the other), the more  intriguing  they became.  Simply put,
Lynch enticed us with moral extremes,  and  in  so doing revealed the
irredeemable shallowness of soaps in general.  In satirizing the soap opera
(though some would say it  is  difficult to satirize anything so self-
satirizing), Lynch was by extension satirizing American society (one would
encounter  similar  difficulties, I should think); this in turn justifies my
appellations  of  "moralist" and "social critic," for a satirist must be both.
Lynch  began  his critique in the "perfect place" of Rockwellian myth.  The
town  of  Twin Peaks was surrounded by the unspoiled natural splendor of  the
Pacific Northwest, and peopled by persons with almost uniformly  WASPish  last
names.  A single Native American and one Oriental  woman  conspired  to spoil
their pristine whiteness.  True to the "small  town"  myth,  everyone knew
everyone else (quite a trick considering the  population  stood at 51,201; Twin
Peaks was actually a small city), and one  could  be sure that they didn't lock
their doors at night.  The  sheriff's  name was Harry Truman, bringing to mind
a more  innocent,  commonsensical era; Doc Hayward made house calls; the coffee
and the cherry  pie  at the R & R cafe was revered by all; the women were the
picture of luminous purity and wore tight sweaters.  Though  some  were
certainly characters, "simple" and "decent" were the adjectives  most
rightfully applied to the citizens of Twin Peaks, two words that have  been
elevated to ideals in the American cultural lexicon.  In Twin Peaks,  as  in
the lexicon the town embodied, there was no place for tragedy  and  evil.
Enter Dale Cooper, more an agent of good (read "simple" and "decent") than of
the F.B.I., in town to investigate the  disappearance of the typically
overachieving and loved-by-all homecoming  queen  Laura Palmer.  Laura had
secrets, and upon her death  these  were  revealed by Cooper and Truman in-
between their sporadic celebrations  of  the American utopia, which consists
mainly of strong coffee,  fresh  air, and good pie.  Laura's secrets were a
litany of American cultural taboos: vixen, coke freak, prostitute, entry in
flesh  magazine,  hints of sado-masochism, and finally  and  most
dramatically,  victim  of  child abuse and incest, the  ultimate  affront  to
the  American  sensibility of clean optimism.  As  the  investigation
continued  the  secrets  of  the town were uncovered, and  beneath  the
seemingly  pleasant  surface  of the Rockwellian myth Cooper discovered that no
one was innocent; virtually everyone was tainted  with  secrets  as  shameful
as  Laura's.  The ever-optimistic Cooper stubbornly pursued the truth; his pure
goodness shone in the  night,  which  increasingly  exposed  twin  realities.
In the end, these realities  created  between  them  a  dissonance  which could
not be reconciled.  Ultimately, this optimism  was  the  target  of  Lynch's
critique, and it was an  attack  worthy  of  Voltaire's  admiration.  (Indeed,
Lynch's analysis of American optimism was if anything more devastating because
there is no formal rationale for such an optimism, such as the Leibnizian
philosophy which provided the foundation for the optimism that was the object
of Voltaire's venomous assault.)  In challenging his audience to  reconcile
their  culturally-imbued  optimism  with  the darkest details of American life
(a life we  know  to  be  real;  our  mass media sensationalizes every detail,
and  we  voyeuristically  lap  up  every morsel), Lynch drove home the point
that these things cannot be "simply" explained away by "decency"; in  point  of
fact,.they  defy  most  known standards of decency.  These  things  will  not
go  away,  proclaimed  Lynch, by optimistically wishing them to do so; i.e.,
American optimism  is a chimera, a  morality  without  content.  Since  this
optimistic  creed is unable to remedy or even  explain  these  dark  details,
Lynch  suggested another tack.  He asked us  to  entertain  the  possibility
of  pure  evil, and the tragedy which accompanies it.  Lynch was most
vulnerable  to  charges  of  misogyny,  and  admittedly "Twin Peaks" was highly
sexual  (though  I  do  not  necessarily  equate misogyny with  eroticism).
Women  suffered  grievously  at  his  hands.  While masculine characters
occupied both extremes of the moral spectrum, Lynch's feminine characters
resided somewhere in the middle, mere decorative props costumed  in  the  most
outrageously  revealing  outfits, and they were  without  exception  negative,
weak,  victimized,  morally flawed--or all of the above.  Women  seemed  to  be
the  fodder  for  Lynch's narrative, i.e., they were  simply  meant  to  be
used.  The  strongest female character was possibly Norma Jennings, and she was
ever victimized by the vacillating memory of  her  lover's  wife  and  a
weakness for her convict  husband.  Another  candidate  would  be  Audrey
Horne, who by all accounts was the  most  independent  but  also  scheming  and
manipulative.  Lucy Moran was appealing, but with her Betty Boop voice and
awkward pregnancy she became a figure of fun.  The rest were all peripheral,
abused, raped, or deceased.  One may attempt to excuse this  as  simply
another  part  of  Lynch's satire; after all, sex is half of what soap operas
are all about, violence being the other  half.  By  displaying  his  sexism  so
blatantly perhaps Lynch was revealing the  heavily  implied  sexism  of  soaps
in general.  Yet there  was  an  exhibitionistic  cruelty  to  Lynch's  sexism,
a meanness that seemed unnecessarily excessive; in the end, he went beyond mere
sexism.  Perhaps Lynch was elevating his point to social satire and claiming an
insight into the American male libido.  Perhaps he is claiming that this
sexuality is based not on feminist notions of mutuality but on a disturbing
notion of misogyny.  Whatever its origin, the misogyny of "Twin Peaks" was all
the more disturbing in light of the fact that most male viewers which I spoke
with tended to find the series highly erotic, while most female viewers found
its sexuality abhorrent (which would prove Lynch's point if he was indeed
making such a point).  In the end, the question of whether Lynch is a
misogynist or was merely port  in  misogyny remains an open one to my mind.  on
charges of excessive violence Lynch fares better, but make no mistake: in my
opinion "Twin Peaks" was the most violent program ever to be seen on prime time
television.  The scenes depicting the deaths of Laura and her cousin Maddy were
the most devastating portrayals of violence I have ever seen on the small
screen.  Even the death of Ben Horne, while containing an element of slapstick,
communicated an even greater element of horror, and the incidents of violence
that produced a weeping Deputy Andy conveyed a lasting feeling of pathos to the
audience.  These scenes of violence were among Lynch's most impressive
accomplishments.  They were effective not because of their clinical realism
(people bled in "Twin Peaks," but not excessively so); rather, Lynch invested
these scenes with an emotional energy that was disorienting and ultimately
terrifying.  This energy accounted for and justified the violence (in terms of
the plot), and at the same time acted as the medium through which the horror
was passed on to the audience.  Lynch's situations of impending violence seemed
close, claustrophobic, emotionally taut.  This overlaying fabric of tension was
stretched tighter and tighter until it was inevitably torn to shreds by the
participants in the scene.  The horrifying emotional din that resulted exposed
the inherent irrationality that surrounds and produces acts of violence.  That
this violence was explicitly linked to pure evil only contributed to its
horror.  All of this involved little blood, and no exposure of internal organs;
if we were revolted by Lynch's violence it was an emotional, not a physical,
revulsion.  Any nightmares experienced in our sleep were due not to the realism
of any physical wounds we may have seen, but to the realism of the emotional
wounds Lynch left on the psyche of his characters--and by extension, on the
psyche of his audience.  Ultimately, Lynch's tonic to the pseudoviolence that
predominates the visual mediums was to remind us that we should not be immune
to the terror of the idea of violence, as opposed to the mere spectacle of
violence.  Rather than banalize violent acts through the clinical repetition of
a supposed realism, Lynch made violence emotionally real in all of its
corrosive ugliness--our visual arts need more of this kind of violence.  The
story of "Twin Peaks" was flawed in minor ways, but generally these flaws
sprung from the ambition of Lynch's project; Lynch actually had something to
say, whereas most in television are content to simply spoof the more
superficial aspects of reality.  Though flawed itself, "Twin Peaks" implicitly
revealed the greatest flaw intrinsic to the genre (and the society) it was
satirizing, namely, that successful soap operas never end, which ultimately
renders their content meaningless.  A story ever-unfolding with no conclusion
becomes something other than a story--it becomes a chaotic collection of
sensate fragments only marginally related to one another, a confusing plethora
of words and details unrooted in a forgotten beginning and never seeming to
advance towards any known end.  Deprived of these touchstones the audience is
abandoned to find its own way, and of course it never will.  All narrative must
end, or else it means nothing.  The metaphor of the narrative is perfectly
applicable to society, history, metaphysics.  Detached from all philosophical,
cosmological, and theological "ends," the audience of mankind is concerned only
with "means." In the  absence of any projected conclusions, meaningful advances
are no longer possible.  Indeed, the soap opera is the perfect analogy for mass
society: a clamoring aggregation ignorant of both its past and its future but
enamored with a dynamically stultified present.  Obligingly, Lynch broke with
the genre and brought his narrative to an end, disturbing in itself but doubly
so in its content.  In this end Lynch delivered the fatal blow to our mindless
optimism and made a distressing statement about the natures of both good and
evil, namely:  The naive logic of the good is no match for the irrational
genius of evil.  Ben and Audrey Horne's sincere conversions to altruism were
for naught as their lives ended through the machinations of evil, and Cooper,
for all his brilliance and mystical insight, could not consistently triumph
evil; he was overwhelmed by its many forms.  Cooper's ultimate absorption by
evil may have seemed ambiguous to the hopeful; after all, he had traded his
soul for Annie's life.  But the hopeful ignore the fact that Annie would now
surely be a victim of the evil within Cooper--the supreme irony.  Make no
mistake, pure good was irrevocably vanquished; in this Lynch broke an unstated
rule of the medium when he allowed pure evil this triumph.  In creating these
portraits of good and evil and their respective mediums of love and fear
(correlatives to the traditional formula of sex and violence), Lynch seemed to
be stating that fear held a decisive edge over love, both in sheer coercive
power and in its ability to deceive.  Whether we agree with this disturbing
assessment or not, one thing beyond dispute is that this conclusion had no
place on television, the oracle of the cult of clean  happiness.  Ultimately,
this ending would sell no soap.


