



When the lights came back up, I sat there pondering so much of the film. It was a hot summer night and they people hosting the screening gave me a Wild At Heart t-shirt that said, “Hotter Than Georgia Asphalt.” After the success of Twin Peaks, there were major expectations when the lights went down in the theater. I was lucky enough to see a preview in early August of 1990. Such is my viewing affair with David Lynch’s Wild At Heart. Often things are complicated, but you just can’t stop watching it every few years. Sometimes you form a relationship with a film that changes over the years based on expectations and experiences.
