That's OK. I'm weirded out by chair skirts. They're fundamentally wrong, somehow.

Well, for something like the Academy Awards, maybe? But I prefer viewing in darkness and silence. (Though I am considering getting a phone with a bigger screen.)

Reading through the 'live' subReddit of this episode is fun, as straightforward comments about the plot abruptly cascade into "what just happened?", "I'm so confused", and "what the fuck is going on?"

I don't normally associate Lynch with basic human empathy*. So I was a bit startled, during that phone conversation with the ailing Harry, when Frank flat out drops plot-specific conversation in favor of get-well sentiments. The same with his idle talk of fishing with Doc. I'm curious to see if this recurring thread…

I still haven't seen FWWM, but isn't your criticism essentially the same as those leveled against that film (i.e. "a slap in the face of the original")?

Prior to this, had you seen much Lynch?

Maybe it's like Christmas music: I doubt if many people living today have direct recollections of Bing Crosby singing Irving Berlin's music in Holiday Inn. It's an indirect, programmed response, like synthetic nostalgia…Christmas by way of Philip K. Dick. Creepy.

They found the kids? They were supposed to find the footage!

Needs more Lovecraft.

Don't fight it. Cookies don't lie.

Photos that were on Facebook (the day this happened) showed fantastically elaborate artwork…whole built environments…that were hard to square with the portrayal of 'starving artists living in squalor' that I'd read elsewhere in the media. So you might be on to something….

You do think this incident works in the Greek sense? What 'mighty attribute' was at work here?

I can (almost) accept Gloria's offer, for exactly that reason. It's more Nikki's acceptance that gave me trouble, in that it seemed out of character, even if she is feeling frightened and/or alone.

I've been struck by how they handle car interiors at night: very dark, pushing the edges of the shadows, with no fake practical lighting from the dashboard, etc. (And I love the way that approach lets the Christmas lights on Emmit's mansion pop in the background.)

It shoots down, smart ass, and it's awesome.

This is the first episode I've actively disliked. Dammik is bad enough, but watching the St. Cloud Chief of Police (or whatever) listen to Burgle, who is in command of the facts and lays out a logical…albeit complicated…scenario, only to have him write her off as well…is infuriating. Not in terms of "I don't like that…

I desperately wanted to see a Doug McClure movie. But my friends wanted to see Star Wars. So we voted; I lost.

The biggest laugh I've had in a while was from his performance in Inherent Vice.

Yeah, mixed emotions here, too. As I kid I learned about electronics via a Tandy 150-in-1 project box, and made countless Saturday-afternoon runs to the mall for overpriced 100-Ohm resistors.

They're just in remission.