Toasted, niiiiicely toasted.
Toasted, niiiiicely toasted.
That's a lovely turn of phrase.
[pats heart]
Thank you.
My Dharma is The Road.
Your Dharma is.. [gestures vaguely about]
Jerry: I mean, I ate it, but I didn't really know what it was. I read about it in this French magazine, and they take the entire head and dip it in a kind of blancmange pudding. And then they roll it in oats and stuff it full of walnuts and hot rocks - and a spice cookie. They wrap it in papillon. They seal the edges…
Nice catch. That scene seems particularly important in retrospect.
Not unlike the the decrepit old bell-hop at The Great Northern.
Jade give two rides.
ST: [inhales deeply] Yes.
Well, Wally, it's great to see you again.
And [painful beat] may the road rise up to meet your wheels.
It is hilarious that she's been kept on as a kind of deterrent against sales-people and others wandering into the station, while the real police are in the back watching over the town with full surveillance.
"Swimming in my mind at this time, literally, is my new hydroponic indica-sativa hybrid, a touch of the mythic AK-47 by way of the Amsterdam express. It's baked into this banana bread and infused in this potent spreadable jam that's ideal for creative sojourns of a solitary nature. Wheels up. [*crunch*]"
It's all pretty esoteric, for sure, but those familiar with Lynch's work know that nothing should be taken at face value on first viewing. The mysteries are meant to be pondered, and the puzzle pieces will only fall into place given time, if at all. To go along for the buggy ride, one has to be a fan of this kind of…
I do think you are supposed to see it as all kinds of wrong in a modern context, reemphasizing that Cole and Albert are living anachronisms- throw-backs to the days of J. Edgar Hoover (who was also rumored to have some secrets relatable to Denise's identity, we might add).
And they've both returned well upgraded. It's funny to compare the two, but they are both exceedingly quirky shows that belie extremely dark premises.
Truly, he could just as easily be Dick Tremayne's biological son. Lucy only chose Andy as the father.
Ah, it could be, could be…
A few things that have lingered after the first viewing:
Good connection of 119 woman with Chalfonts, who were both the neighbors of shut-in Harold Smith (who last had Laura's secret diary) and had rented the Fat Trout trailer lot over the spot where Agent Desmond reached for MIKE's ring.
The surface is going to get so scratched this season.
Um… you know, that guy who was President Myer's, uh… I want say press secretary?
Of course you don't remember who asked her that, it was Mike.
I wish I could say, it's packaged with the Twin Peaks Collector's Edition and "The Entire Mystery" box sets, but is unfortunately not readily available online. I wish Showtime would screen it or, even better, add it to their on demand. There are some pretty essential moments, IMO.