July 20, 2010

The Girl Who Fixed the Umlaut

Have you seen the movies or read the series by Stieg Larsson? The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo, The Girl Who Played With Fire? If you have you'll appreciate this Nora Ephron parody. It cracked me up.

The Girl Who Fixed the Umlaut
by Nora Ephron
There was a tap at the door at five in the morning. She woke up. Shit. Now what? She’d fallen asleep with her Palm Tungsten T3 in her hand. It would take only a moment to smash it against the wall and shove the battery up the nose of whoever was out there annoying her. She went to the door.
“I know you’re home,” he said.
Kalle fucking Blomkvist.

She tried to remember whether she was speaking to him or not. Probably not. She tried to remember why. No one knew why. It was undoubtedly because she’d been in a bad mood at some point. Lisbeth Salander was entitled to her bad moods on account of her miserable childhood and her tiny breasts, but it was starting to become confusing just how much irritability could be blamed on your slight figure and an abusive father you had once deliberately set on fire and then years later split open the head of with an axe.

Read the rest of the article in the New Yorker.

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