I am currently reading John Higg’s excellent “The KLF: Chaos, Magic and the Band Who Burned A Million Pounds”. It’s far from your standard music biography, as it spins off into discussions of philosophy, magic, neuroscience, Carl Jung and Doctor Who (amongst many other things). One of the main themes throughout the book is that reality is composed of a series of coincidences, and that we attempt to prescribe meaning or order to these chaotic happenings in order to make sense of them. It uses the example of the JFK assassination to make this point. By sifting through the tonnes of data and information surrounding the killing, conspiracy theorists have been able to find connections that help them build a series of events that explain what happened. But Biggs stresses that for the most part these are simply coincidences, nothing more.
I put the book down on Sunday evening to watch the series finale of “Love/Hate”. “Love/Hate” has grown from being a relatively unknown show, more watched out of morbid curiosity due to its earlier ‘cringe’ factor, to being a genuine cultural phenomenon. This maturation happened during the third series, where the show came into its own. I should stress: I enjoy watching “Love/Hate”, I think it’s well made, and excellently acted. But all along something has been nagging me about it, and the series finale cemented it for me. “Love/Hate” is completely chaotic.
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This is a little something I pulled together tonight.
(Ideally it should be watched whilst listening to this for the full Curtis experience)
[This is for the intersection of Irish people who know who Adam Curtis is]
In a nice little bit of good timing, I watched an episode of Twin Peaks last night that features an (in)famous scene, that was then referenced in this review of a recent Twin Peaks retrospective in the U.S. published today.
Another bizarre moment in the show occurred as a result of a discussion between Frost and Lynch regarding Josie Packard’s future. Lynch said, “I don’t think she’s going to go back to Hong Kong. She’s going into a drawer handle.” Yep. And, that’s exactly what happened. It is probably the weirdest moment in “Twin Peaks” history — Josie’s screaming head lodged in Douglas fir.
In my previous post about Twin Peaks, I remarked that the passage of time sometimes has the effect of reflecting the past through the flattering lens of nostalgia, but that Twin Peaks has remained a genuine curio of delights. In a similar manner, the passage of time also allows certain opinions to become widely accepted without much questioning. For instance, it is often said that whilst season one of Twin Peaks was a wildly original and entertaining series, the second season with the departure of David Lynch from day to day production and the revelation of Laura Palmer’s killer, was a pale imitation of the first. This is only true in part – indeed, it really applies to the _second half_ of season two. In retrospect, you can draw a clear line halfway through season two as a result.
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