Remember how I said I was gonna rewatch the first season of Northern Exposure and blog about it here? Well, I lied! Sorry! (But don’t worry, Joel Fleischeads, I still plan to do revisit Northern Exposure sometime before the end of the year, and when I do, you can bet I’ll be bloggin’ about moose burgers, caribou dogs, and mystical rabbis.) So why am I postponing the Great Northern Exposure Rewatch Project? Well, you can blame my wife and the Vulcan Video directors’ wall.
While scanning the store for something to rent last weekend, Mrs. Moody came across the David Lynch section on the directors’ wall and grabbed the first disc from the Twin Peaks Gold Box set. I don’t exactly remember what happened next, but I’m pretty sure it went something like this:
Mrs. Moody: (Holding the Twin Peaks disc) Hey, have you seen this?
Me: Yes, it’s awesome! Let’s rent it and go home and watch it now!
Mrs. Moody: OK, but I wanna look for something else too.
Me: NOW!
Mrs. Moody: (Holds up a copy of Dune) Is this any good? I’ve heard it’s long and boring and makes no sense.
Me: Don’t test me, woman!
Mrs. Moody: Is Rango out yet?
Me: We’re leaving.
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