I was thinking of that too!

I still get the rhythm of that "ka-CHACK-ka-CHACK…ka-CHACK-ka-CHACK…ka-CHACK-ka-CHACK" — from the stuck turntable in that same room right before Leland/BOB kills Maddie — stuck in my head.

I suddenly had this crazy prediction (which is, as they say, so crazy that it just might be the truth): What if, after all this endless waiting for Dougie Jones to "wake up" as Cooper…he just never does, since, instead, Dark Cooper "wakes up" as Cooper? The BOB daemon is expunged somehow (or transferred elsewhere,…

The Dark Tower series balances on the knife's edge between the very best of King and the very worst of King. There's just incredible stuff in there (like, for example, most of The Drawing of the Three, and the Ludd sequence in The Waste Lands), just brimming with imagination and darkness and passion and…

Exactly! Thank you.

"Heineken? Fucking Pabst Blue Ribbon!"

As my friend the museum curator says to anyone who doesn't like Modern Art, "What are you, a caveman?"

It's a point of view I see on these boards a lot, but other places too, and I really hate it: this idea that artists are basically con-men, out to fleece us (or just to "make money"); everything is a fake-out; an example of "trolling," a "cash grab."

Can we permanently retire this irritating premise of Lynch "trolling" his audience? It's just so preposterous. This is why a man in his '70s would go to all this trouble and negotiate this kind of deal with a major cable network and reassemble a beloved cast and shoot 18 hours of new footage? As a joke? In order to…

No, I'm on your side!

Windham Earle was so God-awful that, you know, good riddance. (The character, the persona and the actor were just on a completely different wavelength than anything else in the show — a bad TV wavelength.)

Well, I agree with the thrust of what you're saying but it's a little trickier, since storytellers with misogynistic attitudes get to load the deck and portray women according to a distorted caricature so that what we see onscreen justifies our revulsion; both Candy Clark and Sherilyn Fenn are shown behaving and…

I think of her as conspicuously the only bad actor in Heat. Her scene with De Niro, in particular, is cringe-worthy — she can't even talk and he's doing a primo De Niro job.

The fact is, we can't evaluate this until it's finished because we don't know where it's going, any more than the reviewer — despite her sharp, and heartfelt, and erudite, and frequently brilliant observations —can make sense of it. This is probably true of all narrative art but it's especially true of mysteries and…

The size and shape of the pie box made me even more convinced that Lynch/Frost were deliberately aping the Se7en scene.

The business of Dougie/Cooper reacting to the hauntingly familiar Badalamenti music was very moving and effective…until one reminds oneself that the characters onscreen can't hear the musical score and there was no way Cooper ever actually encountered that music.

That whole "Miss Twin Peaks" plotline was so idiotic.

And it's a genuine old-school VW bus!

No, she's married. That's the point (see the Horne brothers scene in episode 1)

His response when the Sheriff politely offered to look at his car the next day—a brisk, businesslike "Okay!"—was comedy gold.