

Cocking his eyebrow in a dinner jacket and bowtie, he spouted cryptic metaphors like a voodoo Len Goodman. Reprising his role as a nameless prophetic giant, the 68-year-old looked rather dapper in the monochrome opening scene. Personality-wise, the duo haven’t changed a bit, although beardy Jerry now looks rather like a stoned Father Christmas.Ĭarel Struycken has aged better. But fogeywatch has started wellĬigar-chomping real estate magnate Ben Horne (Richard Beymer) shot the breeze amusingly with his party-loving younger bro (David Patrick Kelly), now helping to fill the family coffers with a legal marijuana business. They didn’t know what it was they were watching for, only that it made them uneasy. We sat and watched a box on which people sat and watched a box. And that’s the last we’ll be seeing of the twenty-somethings.īut before that, there was time for a wry dig at our own viewing experience. Just as things were heating up, a genuinely terrifying interdimensional death-blur burst out of the cube and ripped their bodies to bloody shreds. They’re nice.Īfter he smuggled Tracy into the bunker, they began canoodling on a sofa. Her name is Tracy, his name is equally unmemorable. You know, just to pay his way through college. She grinds coffee, he guards an ominous glass cube surrounded by cameras in a creepy military/scientific bunker.

They both have your typical, relatable young people’s jobs. Two young lovebirds were introduced: a beautiful young barista and her beau. That fusion of genres, the blend of humour, horror and romantic slush, was part of what made the show so unique.īut in this episode, Frost and Lynch murdered any hope of a puppy-love plotline.
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Before the Lynchmob fetch their pitchforks, let’s be honest: ignoring the dancing dwarf and mystical white horse (which popped up briefly here), an awful lot of the series – about a third of each episode – was a standard teen soap opera. It’s easy to forget it now, but the first series of Twin Peaks was in many ways quite run-of-the-mill. Insofar as we learnt anything from it at all, these are the things we learnt: The millennials are having a rough time There were heartwarming appearances from old friends. There were incomprehensible scenes of nothing happening very slowly, followed by scenes of nothing comprehensible happening very quickly. The first new episode was as gloriously/frustratingly obscure as fans could have hoped/feared (delete to suit your tastes). Would all become clear? Would Lynch serve up a slice of fresh-from-the-oven narrative storytelling, with a delicious dollop of creamy exposition on the side? Would this long-awaited two-hour premiere go down as easy as the proverbial pie? To make matters worse, murderous demon-spirit Bob (Laura’s killer) had escaped into our world by taking Cooper’s now-vacant body for a joyride.īut on Monday May 22, at the unspeakable hour of 2am, die-hard Peakers raised aloft their cups of Damn Fine Coffee and prayed for enlightenment. When we last saw Cooper and Palmer they were lost in the hellish red-curtained waiting room of the Black Lodge, a demonic netherworld with a handy entrance hidden in the local woods.Ĭooper had broken in to rescue his girlfriend Annie, and succeeded – but his soul was left stuck in the lodge. In case your memory of the early Nineties is a bit hazy, here's a refresher. Those words were spoken – backwards – by the unquiet spirit of dead prom queen Laura Palmer (Sheryl Lee), whose murder had brought irrepressibly upbeat FBI agent Dale Cooper (Kyle MacLachlan) to the titular lumber town, a charming place where the forests are lush and the donuts plentiful, located just five miles south of the Canadian border. After a quarter of a century, David Lynch and Mark Frost’s mind-wobbling, genre-hopping, era-defining supernatural whodunit has finally made good on a promise from the last series: “I’ll see you again in 25 years”.
