“Jessica DiLaurentis kept excellent records. If Ezra knew what was in your file, he would definitely choose Nicole. And she would be visiting him in jail.” (via video chat) Message #313 from A.D. Sent to Aria. Hastings barn.
Last we saw FBI Agent Dale Cooper, he was in the Great Northern Hotel in the fictional town of Twin Peaks, Wash., staring into a cracked bathroom mirror with a maniacal grin. Staring back at him was the face of “Bob,” the crazed, interdimensional killer of 17-year-old Laura Palmer, a homecoming queen who had been leading a double life across the Canadian border as a sex worker with a cocaine addiction.
It all began when Laura’s body, wrapped with tape in a clear plastic tarp, washed up on a pebbly bank not far from the town’s sawmill and was discovered, essentially, by 34.6 million viewers who eagerly tuned in for the April 8, 1990, premiere of filmmaker David Lynch and writer Mark Frost’s outré ABC mystery series, “Twin Peaks.” Untold thousands of make-believe homicides later, no television corpse would ever have quite the same influence. Laura’s murder — and the complex, supernatural whodunit that followed — set a tone that viewers of some of today’s finest and most intriguing shows both celebrate and contend with: The owls are not what they seem.