First, let me mention that Twin Peaks, especially The Return, has a resemblance to Lost. If you don't know what that means, I can't help you.
Right, it's not one of my mine. And I do this every few years — blog about a novel that's not only one of the best you likely never heard of, but, for what it's worth, is one of the best I've ever read. I guess I should also mention that the novel is science fiction — which means, it's not competing with Austen or Dickens or Tolstoy or Hemingway.
Among the scenes I most enjoyed or found most worthy of remark in last night's episode 1.6 of Twin Peaks, still all-but-incomprehensible in the main, were --
Rob Sheffield makes the case for Ringo in the next chapter of his stellar Dreaming the Beatles, putting the question regarding Ringo as whether he was an all-time genius drummer who made the Beatles possible, or "a clod who got lucky, the biggest fool who ever hit the big time". Sheffield puts his chips on the genius.
Well, I have no idea what last night's insane episode 1.5 of Twin Peaks is called, or even if it has a name, but I might entitle it, "The Mod Squad Meets Big Love in the Diner".
Rob Sheffield's short chapter in his Dreaming the Beatles (actually, they're all short, which is good) is about "It Won't Be Long," and is about as fine a piece of music journalism, or rock 'n' roll analysis, or whatever you want to call it, as you can find. It's a holographic sample of why the book as a whole is so enjoyable and important.