Will Kronzer’s review published on Letterboxd:
“When this kind of fire starts, it is very hard to put out.”
To put it in the simplest of words, Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me does everything a prequel should, along with so much more, all in its own unique fashion.
The film chronicles the last days of local homecoming queen Laura Palmer. As the film plays, provided is heaps of development, not only towards the mythos of Twin Peaks but to its characters as well. The development is wonderfully integrated, and feels natural to the story being told, rather than feeling forced.
For me though, the film is at its utter best when it’s focus lies on Laura Palmer. David Lynch documents her final seven days in an explicit, disturbing, yet essential manner. Witnessing Laura’s descent through a world of sex, drugs, and crime is purely gripping.
Further enhancing this aspect, is Sheryl Lee who dominates the screen with her transcendently gut-wrenching performance as Laura Palmer. As a result of all these components, the film takes on a whole new importance, as it becomes pivotal in showing just why Laura’s death was so tragic.
Twin Peaks: Fire Walk With Me is a film, unparalleled by anything else David Lynch has made. Rather than providing neutral vouyerism into the horrors, such as he did with characters like Dale Cooper or Jeffrey Beaumont, Lynch instead immerses the audience into a world where all semblance of innocence is long gone, and the clocks tick closer and closer to tragedy.