This is a lovely eulogy. I have to admit I didn't know much about him, but I did "enjoy" his works, in as much as I remember experiencing them quite vividly.

Twin Peaks was my unforgettable first exposure to his unmistakable style, and I couldn't look away, even as it fell apart into surreality towards the end of its run. Mulholland Drive challenged what I thought cinema was *for*. I remember scenes from that movie, to this day, in a way I just don't with scenes from other movies. That makes it art, in my opinion. It flicks a switch at some deeper level than just entertainment, whether or not you agree with it or love it.

Thank you for that Keats quote, too. I had never come across that before and it's beautiful!