I knew just how the motel would be: “groovy” in that Austin way, retro but millennial in schemes of pink and orange, perhaps a neon sign that spelled in cursive,...
Call me old-fashioned, but I believe the word “lore” should be reserved for the truly mythological—blood oaths, miracles, golden fleeces, snakes for hair, that kind...
I have this superstition that something bad will happen if I press “SKIP INTRO” on the credits of Twin Peaks. This is not really out of fealty to David Lynch (to be...
The kitchen of Laura Palmer’s house is dark although it’s morning, and her mother Sarah Palmer is smoking, calling for her daughter to get ready for school. From the dead...