Agnès Varda and Jacques Demy (center), Michel Legrand (top center) and Christiane Legrand (left) at the Cannes Film Festival, 1964
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Agnès Varda and Jacques Demy (center), Michel Legrand (top center) and Christiane Legrand (left) at the Cannes Film Festival, 1964

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Cast and crew of Twin Peaks on the set in the Black Lodge.
Graham Fuller: How did you and Jean-Luc get together?
Anna Karina: That happened while we were shooting the picture in Geneva. It was a strange love story from the beginning. I could see Jean-Luc was looking at me all the time, and I was looking at him too, all day long. We were like animals. One night we were at this dinner in Lausanne. My boyfriend, who was a painter, was there too. And suddenly I felt something under the table â it was Jean-Lucâs hand. He gave me a piece of paper and then left to drive back to Geneva. I went into another room to see what heâd written. It said, âI love you. Rendezvous at midnight at the CafĂŠ de la Prez.â And then my boyfriend came into the room and demanded to see the piece of paper, and he took my arm and grabbed it and read it. He said, âYouâre not going.â And I said, âI am.â And he said, âBut you canât do this to me.â  I said, âBut Iâm in love too, so Iâm going.â But he still didnât believe me. We drove back to Geneva and I started to pack my tiny suitcase. He said, âTell me youâre not going.â And I said, âIâve been in love with him since I saw him the second time. And I canât do anything about it.â It was like something electric. I walked there, and I remember my painter was running after me crying. I was, like, hypnotized â it never happened again to me in my life.
So I get to the Cafe de la Prez, and Jean-Luc was sitting there reading a paper, but I donât think he was really reading it. I just stood there in front of him for what seemed like an hour but I guess was not more that thirty seconds. Suddenly he stopped reading and said,â Here you are. Shall we go?â So we went to his hotel. The next morning when I woke up he wasnât there. I got very worried. I took a shower, and then he came back about an hour later with the dress I wore in the film - the white dress with flowers. And it was my size, perfect. It was like my wedding dress.
We carried on shooting the film, and, of course, my painter left. When the picture was finished, I went back to Paris with Jean-Luc, Michel Subor, who was the main actor, and Laszlo Szabo, who was also in the film, in Jean-Lucâs American car. We were all wearing dark glasses and we got stopped at the border â I guess they thought we were gangsters. When we arrived in Paris, Jean-Luc dropped the other two off and said to me, âWhere are you going?â I said, âI have to stay with you. Youâre the only person I have in the world now.â And he said, âOh my God.â We took two rooms at the top of a hotel and he went to the cutting room every day.
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"I do not have and I do not need material things. My material world is extremely small and limited. I own one single suit that Iâm wearing right now and in the last 25 years Iâve never had another suit. " ------Werner Herzog
âIn terms of a Twin Peaks reunion, I hope that never happens. Iâm sure it wonât.â âMiguel Ferrer (July 16, 2014)
It makes perfect sense that Albert Rosenfield is reluctant to return to Twin Peaks, but whoâs with me hoping he will?
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Le joli mai (Chris Marker, 1963)Â
Remove the outside, thereâs the inside. Remove the inside and you see the soul.
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On Continually Revisiting Twin Peaks
This is the inaugural essay for the Twin Peaks Projectâa series of investigations, reflections, and reminiscences by writers who were influenced by David Lynchâs seminal television show. The project will begin August 1st. To learn about participation, visit www.twinpeaksproject.com.
By Shya Scanlon
In episode four of the first season of Twin Peaks, Sheriff Harry Truman and Deputy Andy enter the police station looking for Agent Cooper, and find receptionist Lucy Moran watching a soap opera called Invitation to Love on the television at her desk. When Truman asks her whatâs going on, she launches into a breathless recap of the goings on within the show-within-a-show, a series of shenanigans and backstabbings and double crossings fairly typical for the genre.
Truman clarifies, âWhatâs going on here?â
Modestly funny, but whatâs funnier is that the plot of Invitation to Love mirrors the action in Twin Peaks itself, so Lucy is actually providing a decentâif abstractâoverview of the shenanigans and general soapiness weâre tuning in for.
A David Lynch noob might mistake this for a subtle wink at the audience, a sign to resist taking the show too seriouslyâitâs a melodrama, after all. How else should we perceive the overwrought yet strangely wooden acting of the stock characters inhabiting this idyllic sawmill town in the Pacific Northwest?
But a viewer familiar with the eerie, epic melodramas Blue Velvet and Wild at Heart would have a different interpretation: itâs clearly playful, this self-reflexivity, but itâs no sly, pomo effort at self-sabotage. Those two now-classic filmsâthe former became a critical darling; the latter won the Palme dâOr at Cannes in 1991âclearly established the concerns still presiding over the production of Twin Peaks: chief among them the struggle between good and evil within the context of kitsch, camp, and nostalgia. All three are set in a present heavily inflected by attitudes and aesthetics normally associated with the 50s, as though Grease were reskinned as a supernatural thriller. As with Twin Peaks, the challenge for the viewer is always that, faced with the superficiality of camp, one is tempted to laugh off the intensity and depth of the struggle. But it was truly the juxtaposition itself that interested Lynch.
Newsweek pronounced 1995 âThe Year of the Internet.â It was also the year of the Oklahoma City bombing; Aum Shinrikyo claimed responsibility for a sarin gas attack in Tokyoâs subway; and both The New York Times and The Washington Post published an anti-technology manifesto titled Industrial Society and Its Future written by one Theodore John Kaczynski, AKA âThe Unabomber.â That same year, all twenty-nine episodes of Twin Peaks were released as a VHS box set, fully rentable at any sufficiently well-stocked video store. Twenty years later, theyâre being re-released along with a new cut of the prequel, Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me, on Blu-rayâa format whose physicality, despite its technical advancement, seems almost quaint in this age of cloud-based digital storage and file sharing.
No matter. Iâm betting the rerelease is going to sell gangbusters because unlike, say, the contemporaneous and at-the-time very popular television show (which ran for five seasons to Twin Peaksâ two) Northern Exposure, Twin Peaks has cemented its place in television history, not to mention popular culture, thanks in part to the ongoing impact and relevance of David Lynch, but mostly to the fact that itâs just a really fucking awesome show.
This release also happens to be perfectly situated in what everyone keeps calling televisionâs New Golden Age, in which no less a commanding middle brow institution than The New York Times itself is publishing op-eds comparing the latest crop of shows to Dickens, and in which no less a middle brow author than Lorrie Moore is writing, in the slightly-higher-than-middle brow New York Review of Books, that author events are crowded with writers swooning over the hot, macho, and vulnerable Tim Riggins (played by the equally hot, macho, and vulnerable Taylor Kitsch) in the runaway hit show based on a movie based on a book called Friday Night Lights.
Premiering five years before the box set finally arrived, Twin Peaks didnât come out during a Golden Age of Television. It came out the same year as Beverly Hills, 90210, and Wings. Granted, 1990 also saw the premier of one of the most popular television franchises of all time, Law & Order, but the only thing golden about Law & Order is its unlikely longevity. And in a time when Billy Bob Thornton, discussing his decision to do TV (in his case, join the cast of an âoriginal adaptationâ of Fargo) offers, incredibly, âI saw friends of mine doing it,â itâs easy to overlook how groundbreaking it was for an esteemed-if-admittedly-not-household-name director to go straight from winning the Palme dâOr to having a show on the same network as the musical police drama Cop Rock, about which the less said the better. Itâs easy to forget, finally, that in 1990, TV was just not where cool kids looked for identification.
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