I was sad to hear of the death on Wednesday of David Lynch. I've watched his film Mulholland Drive so many times that I've developed a parasocial relationship with it. Not only is it a terrific look at Hollywood from the point of view of an actor, but I believe it to be a deeply insightful film about trauma. For months, I've been trying to write a primer for explaining the story from that perspective — I don't think it's a common take — but as yet have been unable to crack it. Perhaps the news of Lynch's passing will have me take another shot at it.
If you only know Lynch because of his films, I'd suggest you also check out his paintings and thoughts on creativity and meditation. He was a lifelong advocate of Transcendental Meditation and spoke about it in his Masterclass and wrote about it in his book Catching the Big Fish.
And then there's this:
