Your Guaranteed Invitation to the Lint Ball

All my ideas are balled up in my sweaty palm dangled before the cart. I keep on moving, pretending they'll be used in a future art project or story, until found wasting away in the corner like dust bunnies with carrot breath, consumed but ultimately useless.
Attempting to concieve a child through science with my partner, both working 40 hrs+ a week, bombarded by holidays. Pardon the construction as I turn up the heat, the lint tray should pluck out some good sh*t that's been pillaging my brain.

1.20.2008

SVH: Recap Volume 3 (We Get Burned)



"It didn't take long to hear the sounds she dreaded hearing: the sounds of two people whispering breathlessly as the leaf-covered ground crackled under the weight of their bodies. Elizabeth stopped abruptly, hoping they hadn't heard the crunching sound of her own footsteps. She was eavesdropping on a passionate moment, and it made her uncomfortable. She started to flash back to last summer, when she had bounded into the Hershey bar only to find both Jessica and Lila with their swimsuits off. Later Jess claimed they were checking their tan lines, but still Elizabeth was left with the same queer feeling as she was right now. But what could she do? She had to save Jessica from herself."

Okay, so everybody knows that this is as racy as the ol' school SVH books get. Playing With Fire, ooooh the double entendre, as Jessica goes on a rampage of repressed teenage sexuality, hating herself so much she allows all sorts of awful domestic abuse to occur with the creepy Bruce Patman.
The more I reread about this S.O.B. the more I loathe his rapist ass. I think he's got the hots more for the guys on the tennis courts than he does for any woman, and that's why he treats them all like shit. I've met quite a few good looking rich gay men who betrayed a few Patman traits in their youth. Believe me, personal experience talking here. By the by, he's wearing lipstick. And Jessica's busting loose in a Target Brand pink t-shirt. Because Lila hasn't started stealing for her, yet.
My theory that straight women will eat their own is proudly on display here, as almost every attractive woman in Sweet Valley has dated this dickwad, yet none of them seem to learn from their mistakes, nor is he taken down in a wave of malicious gossip the way they would do a fellow female. You'd think his reputation would be hurt by raping and emotionally destroying simpleton Sweet Valley women, but instead it seems to be enhanced.

There are two other side plots, that of the 'Queen Mary' Robin who has got it bad for Jessica, and another plot about the Idiots, I mean the Droids, the only band this loser school hires for it's dances, because they deserve so much better than the DJ we always had.

I can't wait to review the next one, Power Play, that has major hot lesbian twin action on the cover, and is filled with interesting very Non-PC names for people who are overweight in it.

The conclusion is lame when she sees Bruce with another girl. She just throws pizza and soda at him and lets the air out of his tires. Gee, you've cheated, abused and practically raped me, but all I'm gonna do is let the air out of your tires. Sounds to me like she wanted to be rid of him... because we all know that your self-loathing homosexual cannot commit to people of the opposite sex for more than half a SVH novel.

Gay Points of Interest:
* Jessica thinks girls in cheerleading uniforms are hot
* She's way athletic which means of course she's a repressed gay.
* When she's making out with Bruce, it seems like Bruce is that last thing on her mind. She doesn't seem to be put-off by his sexual advances for any moral reasons, rather it's simply because he has a biological penis and this of course is not what she's really looking for.
* To 'impress' Bruce (or turn him off on purpose) Jessica goes to this store that sells clothes librarians in the 1940s wore. Librarians... Lesbian... Jessica!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

right on target!

Love your reviews.

Keep them coming.