Rewatching Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me, a True American Pastoral
EntertainmentFlashback Film Friends is a series in which a Jezebel staffer watches a movie she or he has seen a million times, with a staffer who has never seen it once. Then they discuss—just like friends.
The narrative around Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me, the 1992 prequel to David Lynch’s game-changing series released after its cancellation, is that everyone hated it—it was booed at Cannes, for one. That’s not how I remember it, though; perhaps I just hung out with teen freaks and weirdos, but as early as 1996 my friends and I were circulating a VHS copy with a cardboard case dogeared from relentless viewings, obsessing over its meanings. We were not alone, and not long after its initial release Fire Walk With Me was reborn a cult classic, and an exemplar of Lynch’s particular eye for cinema that dissolved the boundaries between horror and humor in the peculiar ordinary.
But it’s Twin Peaks, and the dirty underbelly of a small town has a purpose: namely, that Palmer’s descent is motivated by the terrifying Bob, a stalker who may or may not be a figment of her imagination, and the mystery behind whether he is real or just a hallucination. The resolution is as gruesome as can be imagined, but it also illuminates another side to the elusive Laura Palmer, one that further complicates the tragic heroine depicted in the series.
I have seen this film, like, 375 times or something, but my coworkers Hazel Cills, Madeleine Davies and Rich Juzwiak had not seen it once. We all sat down for an office screening and then discussed. Spoilers abound!
JULIANNE: I saw Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me on VHS circa 1996, before I had ever seen the original series, which aired when I was too young to comprehend it. I remember immediately loving how creepy, weird and seemingly nonsensical it was, and I also think it was one of the first films I ever saw that really drove home the concept of an auteur—the fact that Lynch used sound cues to link certain parts of the plot blew my young mind, and I remember it with the same enthusiasm as when I figured out what allegory was via Lord of the Flies and seventh grade English class. As with all of our Flashback Film Friends series, there is a certain sense of nostalgia that accompanies this film, and I have a more-than generous dose of that; I spent an entire summer in my friend’s basement, a musty carpeted one I can still smell, watching and then rewatching every Lynch film we could get our hands on, only taking breaks to listen to Bikini Kill on vinyl. The ‘90s!
Time has looked kindly upon Fire Walk With Me, and it’s been reinvented as a cult film. That said, I know you guys felt some unease about the plot, something I hadn’t considered in many years, and which made me a little uncomfortable during our most recent viewing, too. What were your initial takes?
MADELEINE: I’ve only ever watched Twin Peaks—inappropriately, probably—as a teeny-tiny kid, and I remember very little of the plot other than Audrey being very, very pretty. As for Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me, I’ve only ever heard bad things, mostly from my parents, and Audrey isn’t even in it, so I didn’t have high expectations. That said, I liked it? It’s weird and vibrant (the reds! the blues!) and I loved seeing Chris Isaak and David Bowie on screen. It was a rare moment when I would fully comprehend what I was watching, but even still, I was very much along for the ride. Additionally, I love just about any movie with 30-year-olds playing teenagers. It’s ridiculous, campy, and makes some of the more difficult Fire Walk With Me scenes (particularly the violent and sexual scenes) easier to watch. That being said, did we need so much “teen” tit? I don’t know, Julianne. I just don’t know.
HAZEL: I love Twin Peaks and actually recently rewatched it as prep for the forthcoming new season, but had never seen this movie because I also heard it was very bad. I will say that one of the reasons I like Fire Walk With Me is the way it focused so heavily on Laura Palmer’s high school life which we only experience in Twin Peaks through flashbacks and the words of other people. Sheryl Lee is so good as Laura Palmer and I’ve never seen someone cry like her, totally convulsing in a way that is truly terrifying.
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