Good evening to those who observe. We just finished episode 13 of Twin Peaks, S.2. That's the one where Ben Horne snaps out of his delusional reenactment of the Civil War, Dick and Andy team up to steal Little Nicky's files from an adoption agency, Nadine brutalizes Mike and Hank, and Cooper and Truman end Jean Renault's international reign of terror with the help of David Duchovny in a dress. Meanwhile, Leo seems to have awakened from his catatonic state, uh-oh!
Like I said to the family at the start of every episode after the conclusion of the Laura Palmer case, "This is where the wheels fall off." But that's not precisely true. There are positives in several of the following episodes even as the wheels fall off in slow motion. At least this one had a brief soundbite from An Invitation To Love*, the soap opera that Twin Peaks residents apparently couldn't get enough of in season 1 but has only appeared once in 2 thus far. I guess all the DRAMA is happening on the show itself; the snarky joke about primetime soaps now completely devouring the host show that birthed it. Lots of James M. Cain in this one.
Speaking of Cain, the favorite books of The Bookhouse Boys is on pages 236 & 237 of The Secret History of Twin Peaks by Mark Frost (co-creator and writer of TP – I don't think Lynch gives a hoot), and (the fallen Bookhouse Boy) Hank's favorite book is Double Indemnity. That fits the sitch:
I don't think we'll get to Fire Walk with Me by the end of spring break, but all we can do is try.
It snowed yesterday morning for about fifteen minutes. A diffident little flurry where half their snowflake pals didn't show up and the ones who did never made it to the ground. Who knows? Maybe by the time the system reaches NY, it'll snow to Bindi height and kristinbytes will need the snowblower just to find her. Still sneezed for a full ten minutes or so before it fell. When it's about to snow, I experience shattering Is-It-Live-Or-Is-It-Memorex? type explosions whereas usually I emit dainty mouse peeps when I have a cold or allergic reaction. Girls in high school were "Awwww, he sounds like a puppy, so cute!" whereas former coworker Rob yelled at me to "Dammit, sneeze like a man!" RIP Rob, you would have been so proud.
What's your favorite comfort reread?
* Kinda a fun house mirror effect, mise en abyme, Droste effect thing going on
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