Showing posts with label Twin Peaks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Twin Peaks. Show all posts

Monday, February 24, 2025

You Gotta Love That ...

 ... including latest appointments in FBI. 

When conspiracy theories become material evidence. BTW, do you know what 24th of February IS--it is the day of Agent Cooper entering the town of Twin Peaks. 

Friday, January 17, 2025

I Am Not Going To Lie ...

David's death got me, big time. We attended our friend's wedding where in Twin Peaks Laura's body was found (a hint--it is before the bridge to Bainbridge Island) relatively recently. Yes, it is still there. The diner is still in the Snoqualmie Falls too. This whole universe could have been created only in the state of Washington. But (apart from Eraserhead) it was this which announced, fucked as it was by the studio, of a visionary of an immense scale. Forget about the Elephant Man. 

Star Wars, heh, a lobotomy to sci-fi. This was the world so bizarre and so enticing that the whole view, lacking dramatically in Herbert's books, of the Dune universe came alive. Frank Herbert, ever present on the set was in awe from David's vision. Weirding modules--that's what David's art was. Weird, bizarre and infinitely beautiful. But it was this, probably, which describes David the best. 

Of course, Harry Dean Stanton too. We live in the presence of a true artist (please, don't give me this Tarkovsky shit) and his body of work is immense. 

There will never be another him ... 

Saturday, April 11, 2020

When Even Russians Mark The Occasion. Friday On saturday.

Ria yesterday posted a material titled (in Russian) Who Killed Laura Palmer.  
It is the 30th Anniversary of Twin Peaks. It is significant. Some still say that Lynch wanted to explore Marylin Monroe's death and codified it in this TV Series after was denied the funding for doing this directly. Because of that we got to enjoy something much better than any Marylin Monroe series could have even been, since it gave us a dreamscape we would, otherwise, have missed. I agree, the Second Season came out a bit mangled once it reached its second half, and we never have got to see a spin-off about Audrey Horne (boy, with Sherilyn Fenn being at the top of her game and appearance this could have been fantastic), but in the end we all have been rewarded with the Third Season. Well, Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me was really good too. Sadly, many people died since then: Miguel Ferrer, incomparable Peggy Lipton, Harry Dean Stanton, Log Lady just to name a few. 

I know why this whole thing touched me so profoundly--North Bend and Snoqualmie Falls, including this "Great Northern", where all this drama takes place, are so near and dear to me. It is also the exact date (April 7) of my wedding, which is older than Twin Peaks by 6 years. There are very many coincidences both numerical and geographic which attract me to the place and the story. Hopefully, when this Covid-19 thing blows over and restrictions are lifted, we are going to Tweedes Cafe (RR Diner in the show) in North Bend to try, no, not the Cherry Pie, but "A damn fine cup-o coffee" and some staples.  It is something to look forward to and knowing that both Frank Herbert (born in Tacoma), David Lynch (born in Spokane) and Kyle MacLachlan (born in Yakima) were born at the vertices of this funny triangle of  Tacoma-Spokane-Yakima gives all this so much more pleasure to visit places of my so dear Dune and Twin Peaks. They should play Angelo Badalamenti's tracks there, when it is raining outside, which is only normal for Western Washington. 
 

Friday, April 3, 2020

Afterglow Friday.

It came to me that after watching Twin Peaks Season Three. It all came together spurring from Davis Lynch's Dune which I know by now every line, that Twin Peaks wrapped it up for me in terms of what Paul Atreidis, played then by Kyle MacLachlan, embodied in Special Agent Dale Cooper. Lynch, probably, embodies the pinnacle of an American culture in a sense of finding humanity, beauty and love in the midst of a complete insanity, mayhem and confusion. Ah, yes, about the beauty. So let's recall one which blew everyone away then in late 1980s and still, even today, remains beautiful, however merciless to all of us time is. Sherylin Fenn's beauty is so powerful that it is incomprehensible how we ended up with tattooed gift-less pretentious nobodies trying to define femininity and attraction by bearing it all.   
This is not to mention the fact that Angelo Badalamenti's music is haunting and once you heard it--it stays. Here is Fenn doing her dance in 1990:
And this is her in 2017. 
It is, indeed, dreamy. Badalamenti (Angelo) and his music is this ingredient which makes it simply intoxicating. But then Season Three adds Chromatics. Here is fans' compilation:
Here is official; 
I envy people who would experience this for the first time.