Revisiting Twin Peaks – by James Franco
Recently, I’ve been hearing a whole lot about David Lynch, and not from the Lynch camp or concerning any new projects (what’s it been, eight or so years since Inland Empire?). Rather, I’ve been hearing about Lynch from people who have been re-watching Lynch’s work, especially Twin Peaks. I was in junior high when the series came on, and I was more interested in watchingBeverly Hills, 90210 (the first incarnation, with my man Luke Perry as D-McKay).
But even my young, culturally stilted self couldn’t help being aware of the phenomenon that wasTwin Peaks when it hit prime time. The first season was a juggernaut of creative innovation that television had been waiting for, as the response from critics and viewers clearly showed.
Bluest Fish I’ve Ever Seen
It seems aware of its blueness and unable to process it.
its suffocating obviously
They get so hot that the nuclei of the atoms fuse together deep within them to make the oxygen we breathe. The carbon in our muscles, the calcium in our bones, the iron in our blood, all was cooked in the fiery hearts of long-vanished stars.
"Stand still for the Christmas picture, she says. IF YOU DON’T SMILE I WILL NOT FEED YOU DINNER, she says. FINE MOM I WILL FUCKING SMILE FOR YOUR PICTURE. GAWD."