Lynch, 1992
It had years since I saw the 1992 follow-up film to the short-lived television series
Twin Peaks. Anyone who has been on this site for a decent amount of time will know I am a huge Lynch fan, even if my fervor and zealotry for his work his cooled somewhat over the years. Or at least...it had cooled. Apparently all it took was Mr. Lynch shuffling off this mortal coil for me to dive head first back into the shimmering pool of the surreal. I am working my way through his entire catalog of film in no particular order while simultaneously watching the original run of the series and also
Twin Peaks: The Return.
It had been years and years since I had seen
Fire Walk with Me. This film has aged like fine wine. Lynch is at the top of his game here, and combined with Lee's tour de force performance, which is easily her best work, the film had me riveted to the screen. My only nitpicks are the recasting of Donna and the absence of Sherilyn Fenn's Audrey. Both actresses still had a bitter taste in their mouth after Lynch and Frost abandoned the show in the second season to work on other projects. Even Kyle McLachlan has reduced screen time, allegedly due to the same reservations.
But like I said, this is Lee's film, and she and the rest of the cast bring it, big time. This film also contains some of the darkest and most disturbing scenes of Lynch's career, as well as an underpinning sadness for its entire run time. I watched this, and then immediately fired up the pilot of the original series; the film dovetails into the show perfectly, adding emotional impact to several of the scenes, such as Donna and James' realization of Laura's fate just before the teacher is about to announce it.
This film used to float around the middle of my rankings for Lynch's work, but this most recent viewing puts it up into my top 5.
It's been an interesting contrast so far watching these classic episodes and this film alongside
The Return, which sees Lynch dialing everything he is known for up to 11, stringing together absolutely bananas scenes and just letting his creativity lead him into the darkest corners of his creative mind.
Watching all this stuff just reaffirms what I have always knows: Lynch was an absolute master of his craft.