It was never going to end well.
From Wikipedia’s entry on David Lynch’s unmade film project RONNIE ROCKET:
Ronnie Rocket concerned the story of a detective seeking to enter a mysterious second dimension, aided by his ability to stand on one leg. He is being obstructed on this quest by a strange landscape of odd rooms and a threatening train; while being stalked by the “Donut Men”, who wield electricity as a weapon.
Cooper attempted a classically heroic thing in an age and place where classical heroes have no agency or ground. Good can never win. Laura Palmer will always be dead, her murder will never have meaning extracted from it, and the continual attempt to do either will doom Dale Cooper forever. This is what we do. We destroy beauty and invite abstracts of hate to live inside us and we will never be free.
Eighteen hours that destroyed almost every remaining rule around American television. It made television experiential in a way it hasn’t been for a long time. And nobody is going to make an episode of television as mesmeric and magisterial as Episode 8 for a while.
If those of us who work in storytelling aren’t picking this show apart for the rest of the year, then we are walking away from an immense gift Mark Frost and David Lynch gave us that we did not deserve.
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