Muse: Audrey Horne
You may not recognise this Monday's Muse unless you were of Mentally Independent Age during the early 90's, or a hard-core David Lynch groupie. Twin Peaks was a deliciously odd, surreal television series aired during my MTV-and-Disney-cartoons phase, directed by the genius David Lynch, which I've only recently discovered with much relish and enthusiasm. It followed the story of the eccentric Agent Cooper investigating the murder of high-school darling with a dark side, Laura Palmer. This basic plotline is only a platform for convoluted, nightmarish visions from Lynch's amazing imagination, and one cannot help but become attached to the seemingly normal, but often disconcertingly twisted characters, alongside the unforgettable images of the Red Room, with its backwards-talking dwarf, the tortured one-armed man, the 8-foot-tall tuxedoed giant, Laura's violently hysterical father, the insane forest woman and her all-seeing log, and the frightening, blood-smeared Bob.
Our concern here, however, is the innocent yet daring femme fatale, Audrey Horne, played by Sherilyn Fenn. She wears 50's skirts and red ballet flats, with carefully coiffed dark hair, set against thick, arched brows above a small, perfectly placed beauty spot. She flirts masterfully with the gallantly unresponsive Agent Cooper, while privately delving into the sordid undergrowth of small town Twin Peaks' mysteries. She even has her own song, a dreamy 'Audrey's Dance' by Angelo Badalamenti, and I bet that scene where she applies for a seedy escort job by twisting a cherry stalk into a knot in her mouth had adolescent boys the world over instantly creaming their pants.
