Julian Sands and Sherilyn Fenn in Boxing Helena, 1993
Dear god, she looked good in that. Goddamn.
Speaking of Boxing Helena, and thus Jennifer Lynch, this is where I offer my occasional recommendation that you hunt down a copy of her book, The Secret Diary of Laura Palmer. (It’s available as an e-book from Apple, and probably Amazon, too.) It’s essentially horror-porn, an impressively perverse parade of broken family dynamics, incest, rape, sex trafficking, self-destruction, and that inevitable, brutal murder, all wrapped up in a package you can read in public because it’s just a book about a character from an old TV show.