During the initial success of the television show Twin Peaks, circa the spring/fall of 1990, some pretty interesting fringe marketing popped up. I was fortunate enough to see the pilot episode the night it aired on ABC and – as unlikely as it would seem for a freshman in high school at the time – become completely infatuated with it. At the time I’d fallen into a bit of a bonding experience with my father while watching another weekly drama, CBS’s Wiseguy, which featured Ken Wahl in the lead but more interestingly a young Jonathan Banks and an even younger Kevin Spacey. The show might or might not hold up in retrospect – it’s impossible to find in tact on DVD because of some music rights that hover around the Moody Blues – but by nature of the cast alone you can see it was influential. And at the time I guess it was what my household needed. My father is an amazing man and we’re close, however close in my house probably doesn’t mean exactly what it means in other people’s homes. We’ve always had very separate lives and interests – he’s into cars and all things mechanical while for myself it’s music, literature, movies and comics. Still, we seemed to connect with serialized fiction. Maybe because early on my Dad fostered my love of the visual medium by taking me to the movies as a kid – we shared amazing theatrical experiences with Star Wars, Indiana Jones, Ghostbusters*. All this changed though, when I entered Junior High.