David Lynch passed away right after my birthday and right before his own. We share the same birth month, yet I'm a Capricorn and he was born on the first day of Aquarius and shared the birthday of my late grandmother.
As many of us underwent upon hearing the news, we were shocked and devastated that the man who brought us so much life through his strange, brilliant, and crazy imagination and works had finally left us. We never thought we'd see the die, but I'm sure none of us were blind it was going to happen eventually. Maybe if that L.A. fire didn't happen, he'd live longer and maybe went forward with the projects he was pushing.
And we're even more upset that Hollywood rejected him again and again as he brought forward scripts that he so wanted to see brought to life and shared with the world. Hollywood disrespected a legend who changed cinema and television forever, and it's unfathomable how Hollywood disgraced him.
I was even more outraged that right after he died, perhaps a month or so after, there were talks of Twin Peaks Season 4. I mean, come on now! Right after the legend died, you want to make the next season? If he hadn't died, you wouldn't have thought of that! Period. I was blessed co-creator Mark Frost turned down the opportunity and ended the 'hopes' for that. My main fear was that Hollywood will take advantage of a man's death by taking his work and ruining it has they already have with Star Wars, Aliens, etc. I do not trust Hollywood much with a lost legend's creative works. I'm already dreading them remaking his films and turning them into disastrous pieces of garbage, as they have done other remakes (although a select few remakes of other of Hollywood's classic films are good enough to my standard of liking).
I do not mean to disrespect Hollywood, but to commit to any disrespect as that, especially toward David Lynch, is a crime in my personal belief. I'm sure there are many out there in this world who will disagree with me, and, at the same time, there are others who agree with me. And I say again, I'm glad Mark Frost stepped down from the offer to make the 4th Season of Twin Peaks, for without David Lynch, there is no Twin Peaks. The spirit is gone. Dead and lost as those who wind up in the Black Lodge itself.
And I'm so, so sick of people who are trying to find the successor of David Lynch's genius in this modern era. Nobody will ever be the same as the other, no matter the certain similarities noticed. It's blasphemy. Lynch was his own genius, talent, and personality. I know people hope his daughter Jennifer Lynch will carry the torch, but she will agree with this I think: She's not David Lynch. They do not share the same visions, the same imaginations, the same vibes. They are individual to their own, despite their familial connection, and each to their own brilliance. And it's best that way, because if there were a bunch of David Lynch-isque people out there, it wouldn't make David Lynch as special as he is to us still.
David Lynch's passing gave the world a distinctive chill and sadness unlike anything the world has ever witnessed and undergone. And it seems more films and television still honor Lynch's weirdness to a certain degree and hopefully more of that will continue to occur as entertainment media goes on. We've learned to appreciate the maker as much as his art, and that is certainly David Lynch's best gift we've ever given him. We'll keep on appreciating and honoring his true legacy, and, hopefully, his legacy will remain untouched and unruined by distrusting hands of Hollywood itself. And we'll continue to preserve his weirdness, and not feel ashamed or embarrassed by our own...
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