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For a film with a pre-established conclusion, Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me seems depressingly interminable.
Los Angeles Times:
At its best, it's a dream within a dream, a nightmare in endlessly reflecting pop mirrors, a screen full of TV-movie sex and horror kitsch blowing up right in our faces.
For those who are willing to go the distance with Lynch, the return trip to Twin Peaks is well worth the trouble.
New York Times:
The film appears to be an undifferentiated mess of story lines and hallucinations. There's no reason to care which is which. Even Mr. Lynch's eccentric touches become boring. The jokes are stillborn.
It has its moments, but not many, and generally speaking it runs neck and neck with Dune as the least successful and interesting Lynch feature.
There have always been two sides to Lynch: the inscrutable, demonic prankster and the rhapsodic dreamer. In Fire Walk With Me, he's at least trying to recover his poetic sincerity. If only his dreams weren't starting to look like reruns.
Self-parody would seem too generous an assessment of Lynch's aims and achievement.
Suspense is clearly lacking in this story with a preordained outcome. Another significant drawback is that long before the climax Laura has become a tiresome teen.
In its own singular, deeply strange way, Fire Walk With Me is David Lynch's masterpiece.
Fans of the dark comedy will find little to laugh about -- unless it is Lynch's pretentiousness -- in this horrific look at Laura's last seven days.