My husband is excited for the Twin Peaks revival. I remember enjoying binging the original series about fifteen years ago. I remember very little besides possessed Dale Cooper laughing maniacally into a mirror. And Billy Zane. He (husband, not Billy Zane) wanted me to catch up with the made for TV movie and then the four or so episode of the new season. It did not go well.
I have very specific memories of almost renting Fire Walk With Me and then changing my mind last minute. I wonder how much of mistake it was to wait so long. The series is long gone from my memory. Watching Laura Palmer alive did not stir nostalgia. I was mainly bored for the two plus hours.
I understand that David Lynch is a visionary. But lately, I don't have time for the hours of internet research so I can understand his brilliance. I stubbornly stay here, dig my heals as the pleb Lynch fans probably assume that I am and say "Well sir, I don't like it."
I will give the new episodes a chance. Eventually. When I have more time to be okay with being bored.
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