For the last sixteen weeks I have been watching series 3 of Twin Peaks. I have been enthralled by every second of it, even when it’s been at its most deliberately slow. I have not commented about it because I still have no idea what is going on. Just being on the ride has been enough.
Then, not quite halfway through episode 16, of 18, Coop woke up. Dale Cooper came back, all smart, neat, controlled and in charge. He’s on his way to Twin Peaks, but before all that, he stopped in the doorway of a hospital room, smiled and said, “I am the FBI”.
And I just punched the air, again and again, shouting, “Yes! Yes! Yes!”
People do do that.
Yes! Yes! Yes!