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How to Build a Girl: You fix your references and you fix them now, Moran

I'm pretty tired, 'cause I was up late trying to finally wrap up this whole season 2 of Buffy thing I've been working on for like two years. But we've got a readalong post, so that'll be happening on a minorly functioning brain. Yeah, I said "minorly," spellcheck, and you can deal.

This seems appropriate for last night AND
this book we're reading

Johanna had sex, etc etc, big moments in life, controversy because she's like 16 and these musician guys are therefore gross, but the REALLY upsetting thing to me is the NOW CONSISTENT incorrect handling of movie references.

Pop culture love is an embarrassingly large part of my life. More particularly movies because growing up in the country, we had no cable. The internet was a tiny baby that could do NOTHING. And there's only so much PBS you can watch in a day, so my siblings and I watched movies ALL THE TIME. Those things are sacred. And Star Wars -- who's not going to realize something about Star Wars is wrong? COMMUNISTS. Those're the only people. No, Leia never "got" Han to kiss her "before they swung across a chasm in a spaceship on a rope together." ARE YOU REFERRING TO THIS SCENE, CAITLIN MORAN:


Because that is Luke and Leia, and they are twins, and them kissing is gross. Also Leia was never seriously invested in that relationship even when she didn't know Luke was her brother because it was about Han IT'S ALWAYS BEEN ABOUT HAN.

But maybe you were thinking of the other Star Wars "let's swing across a ship on a rope" scene. 


ALSO LUKE AND LEIA

The other time this pop culture incorrectness occurs is the line  "You know—like the giant baby in Honey, I Shrunk the Kids." 

NO. That is Honey, I Blew Up the Kid, and it was a terrible movie.

THIS BOOK CONTINUES TO BE GOOD EVERYONE HAVE A LOVELY WEEK Emily our delightful host's blog is here.

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