For everyone here who got here because they’re in Honors English, BNW is basically “Wall-E” but for adults.
Huxley predicted the Wall-E-ification of humanity while dystopian writers like Orwell thought we’d all live in a military state. Huxley was like no way, that shit takes too much effort. Just feed them. A lot. Huxley saw how to control others by keeping them fat and happy (I say this in front of my computer while writing my pointless blog and watching King of the Hill reruns and eating bread saturated with butter and garlic).
If you’re reading this, you’re probably a student looking for answers to your homework or some bullshit like that. I’m going to tell you why you shouldn’t have sex with this fictional character. In the long run, I’m providing much more useful literary analysis.
About The Savage
- he’s really dramatic
- like, who falls to his knees in a crowded room
- and yells
- “MY FATHER!!!”
- he’s the bastard son of a drug addict
- and was living on an Indian reservation-type place
- where he read lots of Shakespeare?
- he’s taken from the reservation
- and introduced to normal fucked up society
- where everyone takes drugs and fornicates and no one has babies
- so like, NYU on an average Thursday
- Brave New World is NYU on an average Thursday
- or Monday
- Brave New World is NYU any day of the week
- and he really hates it
- because it’s debauched.
- Kinda like NYU.
How about the right to take me to dinner on a Friday? What about that? Why did you jump straight to syphilis?
- he knows lots of pretty poems
- seems really romantic
- likes thick women
- I like men who like thick women
- In case that wasn’t clear.
- He seems caring and stuff.
- slut-shames this chick for coming on to him
- like, calls her a harlot or a strumpet
- or something equally stupid
- and she just wanted the D
- I mean, do they not have any horny chicks on the reservation?
- he whips himself
- he participates in an orgy and then kills himself
- he’s just a drama Queen all around.
There’s a balance between porno kisses and killing yourself for having sex once. I mean, none of these literary characters seem capable of going to a movie and then going for a walk. Tone it tone, Savage boy. I’m sure you’re pretty hot but you’re killing it. Rating: BONER-KILLER.
Wow, this is pretty much exactly as I imagined him.
Who remembers the Animorphs series? Teenagers turn into animals, fight brain-sucking aliens, save the world, lose their souls in the process. In addition to featuring lots of animal sounds, unlikely escapes, and the assistance of a godlike-entity named the Ellimist, the Animorphs also features a tortured soul, whom I love.
Special thanks to the Moonlight Library for the inspiration for this post.
- he’s sort of homeless
- and bounces around between his aunt and uncle
- who don’t care about him
- he thinks his mom is crazy
- but she’s not
- she was just like, kidnapped by aliens
- and then married/had sex with one
- and then the Ellimist took her hot alien man away
- so she’s a little sore about that.
- but anyway back to Tobias
- he’s half-Andalite.
- Andalites are sexy centaurs
- who eat through their feet
- He’s trapped in a hawk’s body
- He has to save the world from invading aliens
- half centaur sexy alien
- natural warrior or something
- saving the world
- has mind-speaking powers
- and the Ellimist gives him back his morphing powers
- and the ability to temporarily change from hawk to his human form
- but only for two hours
- the two hour rule means he can only bone for two hours
- I mean, I guess he can go into the bathroom
- morph into a bird
- then back into a human
- and go again
- he’s got a lot of deeply-rooted childhood neglect issues
- and self-worth/identity issues
- and I do too, so that wouldn’t work
- I need someone with the opposite problem so we can balance out
- like an overinflated ego! Yes. Perfect.
- he eats roadkill
- and mice
- and stuff hawks eat because he’s a hawk
- and he has a life expectancy of not very long
- since he’s a damn bird.
I guess two hours isn’t that bad, but he’s going to have to morph/remorph for proper cuddles. Rating: BIEN SEXXI.
Did you crush on anyone from the series? Is there an alien you’d bang? What about the Hork-Bajir?
Thank God this book costs less than a dollar.
I know I’m fighting a losing battle, but people:
FRANKENSTEIN WAS THE NAME OF THE DOCTOR WHO MADE THE MONSTER.
THE MONSTER IS CALLED ‘FRANKENSTEIN’S MONSTER.’
Oh and on the cover, they actually spelled ‘Frankenstein’ incorrectly. Der.
Obviously, I didn’t spend 99 cents on ‘Frankenstein’s Bitch‘ expecting a new literary classic, and I was right. This author is in dire need of an editor. But anyway, here we go.
About Frankenstein’s Monster
- 7-inch flaccid penis
- unknown full size
- seems confused during sex?
- composed of dead body parts
- He just kind of is asleep
- and then has sex with you
- he doesn’t talk
- that’s the best part
- he’s like a real-life vibrator
- he’s dead
- doesn’t take you to dinner
- the female he’s screwing keeps noticing how “sad” he is
- I dunno, wouldn’t that be a turn off?
- If the hot dead dude you’re boning is constantly
- showing his emotional pain?
- This wasn’t much of a fantasy for me.
Uhhh don’t fuck dead dudes, guys. Rating: BONER-KILLER.
Don’t worry. It’s not really about underwear.
“Unmentionables” is a book about a forward-thinking feminist named Marian trapped in a more conservative town. Like, back in the day. Like, back during WWI or something.
Anyway, this guy named Deuce helps her out and defends her. Let’s see how he measures up to 2014 standards.
- runs a newspaper for his father-in-law
- is kinda pussy-whipped by him
- his wife is dead
- his daughter wants to move to Chicago
- he wants to do other stuff, too
- but again, pussy-whipped by the father-in-law
- he has to take care of this heathen woman from up East, then he falls in love with her.
Women like Marian aren’t just make-believe. Go Wendy go!
- like, he thinks women should be able to do things
- like have jobs
- and travel
- he’s part black
- which I like because I’m mixed
- but in that time period, it makes him like
- a pariah
- but 2014 is all about mixed-race babies
- so chic!
- he also is against children dying from contaminated milk
- hey, in 1917, you gotta take a stand against stuff like that
- stands up for a black kid who was killed by racist assholes
- and testifies against the racist assholes
- is willing to have premarital sex
- that counts twice considering the time period.
- kind of a pushover
- like, first he does what the father-in-law says
- then he just does what Marian says
- then he just does what his daughter says
- HAVE YOUR OWN OPINIONS SOMETIMES
- FOR A GUY WHO RUNS A NEWSPAPER YOU REALLY HAVE NO SPINE
His work defending women and minorities in a backwards-ass town wins him lots and lots of points.
BTW, even in 2014, women need defending. GO WENDY GO!
Anyway, I think you know my verdict already. A mixed-race gentleman who owns a newspaper? WIN. Rating: BIEN SEXXI.
She’s a stripper faced with an impossible decision. Actually no, it’s not an impossible decision at all. TAKE THE MONEYS.
This is about a girl named Scarlett who thinks too much. No really, she has two personalities, and a billionaire falls in love with both of them. But she wants him to marry the “real” her and not the “stripper” her. Like that matters when billions of dollars are floating around?
- Youngish, hopefully, since the stripper in the story is about 25.
- And I don’t want him to be an old creeper.
- A billionaire who can’t touch his money
- unless he gets married
- before his mom dies
- but the mom doesn’t want to just marry someone for the money
- she’s kinda setting him up for failure in that regard
- and he’s hot
- but he frequents strip clubs.
- and churches
- both places I don’t like.
- Needs to put a ring on it
- to inherit his money
- that’s the only problem he thinks he has, but
- the two women he likes are the same woman
- that’s really her fault more than his, though.
Do you think this is how their dance performances went? I mean, the author didn’t specify, but that’s how I imagined it.
- He has a lot of money
- he’s attractive
- with a cleft chin
- okay I made that part up
- he wants to get married
- sort of?
- he will cheat on you with the stripper version of you
- and then get mad at you
- he goes to strip clubs
- and pays for private masked sessions in something called “The Sanctuary.”
- so yeah, that’s sketchy as hell.
I don’t understand why this Scarlett girl was so conflicted. She should have listened to her best friend, who was like uhhh take the money and run, duh. Rating: bien sexxi.
But Scarlett, break up with him before he cheats on you with yourself again. Or maybe just stop trying to get him to cheat on you with your own alter-egos. That’s a little weird.
This would be really romantic if you weren’t married to her sister.
This book had a lot of blah blah about food that I just skipped. I know the recipes had some kind of hidden meaning in the text, but I use Seamless and unsuspecting dates to get food, not my own hands. I mean, I did melt some cheese in a pan today. Does that count?
There was only like, one dude in this whole village. It was so bad that one girl ran away with a soldier and another went to a mental asylum to meet a new man. It was that bad. Aren’t you glad we have dating apps, so that jerks are just a click away?
- in love with Tita
- that’s about it in terms of details.
- he can’t marry Tita
- because she’s supposed to never marry and take care of her mom
- so he marries Tita’s sister to stay close to her
- and the sister has all kinds of problems, like bad breath
- saggy vagina
- big belly
- no breast milk
- vomited her own wedding cake
- the author just made the sister as unappealing as possible.
If you give a fuck, you can follow the recipes in the book and make stuff. I did not care this much.
- Stuck around? Points for that, maybe?
- Stuck around for twelve years.
- Around but not active
- He never really stood up to Tita’s mom or anything
- And he married Tita’s sister
- and cheated on her with Tita
- and got her pregnant
- Why can’t anyone just enjoy sex in any of these books?
- Cheated on his wife with her sister
- I don’t think he went to college or anything
- Actually he doesn’t really seem to do anything?
- What does this cat do?
- Other than whine and have sex with people’s sisters?
I’m not down with this dude. His best qualities seem to be staying around and waiting for convenient times to have sex. He’s like mold, if mold had sex. Oh and when he finally can be with Tita, he dies during sex, and then Tita basically kills herself by eating candles. It’s a lot more romantic in the book, but that’s what it amounts to.
Tita, you should have married the dude you met in the mental asylum.
Pedro, go to school, locate your balls, go back in time and make Tita your wife the first time around. All your romantic whining took twelve years and then you died with your pants around your ankles. Not a good look. BONER-KILLER.
In my fantasy dream world, this Joseph would play that Joseph.
There’s only one male character in this book who isn’t a rapist, so I thought I’d focus on him. Dudes are pretty much on the back-burner in this whole novel. It’s a really beautiful, poetic story about a woman coming into her own. Naturally, I’m going to dissect it.
- goes from “hi” to “let’s get married” pretty damn fast
- in a band, travels a lot
- not a rapist
- Not being a rapist is a really important quality in a man.
- he’s married to a girl who has a lot of sex issues
- and identity issues
- because her mom used to stick her fingers in her no-no places
- to make sure she still had a hymen
- so she sodomized herself with a cooking utensil
- and ran away from home
- to be with Joseph
- but then she ran away from Joseph to Haiti
- so that she wouldn’t need to deal with her sex issues?
- I mean, that’s basically his problem.
- Oh yeah, and he doesn’t have a real job.
A lot of these folks would have benefited from some self-love and sex ed.
- very understanding
- and caring
- and a musician
- not racist
- not a rapist
- these things are very important
- travels a lot because he’s a musician
- got his girl pregnant the first time they had sex
- like, she didn’t even have a chance to get over all her sex issues
- it was like, boom, pregnant
- and I kind of hate him for that
- like really, you couldn’t pull out or use a condom for at least a little bit?
- or maybe just do oral for the first couple of months?
- Just like, “oh, your mom tortured you and you ran away from home to be with me, let me just
- put a baby in you ASAP.”
- Ew, Joseph. Ew.
Your penis must have some kind of crazy GPS navigation to the unfertilized eggs. I’m not interested in that. I also don’t want to run away from home and then completely depend on you and have you impregnate me. Everything about this sounds awful. You still get points for not being a rapist or a racist, so I’ll come listen to your band at Rockwood or something. Rating: BONER-KILLER.
Are you turned on yet?
So hi. I’ve been in school reading shit like The Canterbury Tales, which I have no interest in writing about, and I took a break from being overly critical of fictional characters. Sorry for the hiatus. Since I also carry hearts in a box for Aztec gods (part time), I was immediately drawn to Jess Galvan of “The Dead Run.” Let’s see how he measures up to the ruler:
About Jess Galvan
- wrongfully jailed in Mexico
- for defending a hooker
- who was being gang-raped
- he’s pure of heart
- or something
- until he kills someone in cold blood
- He has to bring a still-beating human heart through the desert
- to some ceremony
- to appease an Aztec god
- and bring about the end of days
- but he’s actually part Aztec god himself.
- Can someone be this flawless?
- Oh, he married a religious nutjob
- Oh well. Spoke too soon.
- In addition to the whole still-beating heart, end of days, Aztec god thing, his daughter has also been kidnapped by a cult who wants to rape her/eat her heart/use her as a channel to the Aztec god world/something equally horrifying for a father.
How about now?
- there’s the whole “always defending women” thing
- regardless of whether they’re virgins or prostitutes
- which is nice.
- And he loves his daughter.
- Did I mention he’s part god?
- like a very small part, though
- like when I say I’m part Incan, like
- 1/162th of a percent or something.
- pawn of evil
- sometimes possessed by a bloodthirsty god
- who I think killed his wife while he was deflowering her or something
- so yeah there’s a lot of weird virgin/whore stuff in this book
- he was in jail
- so he was unable to be with his wife and kid
- so that kind of sucks
- I like when the dudes I’m dating aren’t in prison
- but I’m a bitch like that
Lots of good qualities, but the whole “might be possessed by an Aztec god” thing is a little crazy. Yes, that’s my way of saying that I would totally go for it. BIEN SEXXI.
Something like this seems to be Lia’s end goal. What really happens is that she ends up in a motel with Elijah.
Wintergirls is thoroughly depressing. I would not recommend reading this book if you’ve ever had an eating disorder, ever thought about dieting, are on a diet, are overweight, underweight, or a normal weight, or are ever concerned mildly about your caloric intake.
It’s pretty intense.
At 95 pounds, anorexic Lia doesn’t have much to show off. But there is one boy who seems kinda involved and kinda all right.
- janitor at a cheap motel
- where Lia’s best friend puked herself to death
- like, she ruptured her esophagus
- he doesn’t have parental units
- concerned about Lia’s well-being
- but still, acne. ACNE.
- He’s friends with a suicidal anorexic girl who is haunted by the ghost of her dead bulimic friend.
- He lives in the motel where he works
- and worst of all
- HE HAS ACNE.
- shares food with Lia even though he’s broke
- and she’s clearly not interested in eating
- but she does it anyway
- because she can tell he cares or something.
- is basically Lia’s only good friend
- like, the only positive influence
- since her other best friend just encouraged the disordered eating
- he also calls her out on some of her bullshit
- like, the whole being inconsiderate and spoiled stuff
- he didn’t rape Lia’s unconscious, dying body
- no seriously, he gets points for that.
- In the end, he leaves Lia for dead
- in a cheap hotel room
- and takes all of her money
- as there’s a blizzard outside
- and possibly no way for her to get out
Lia, you’re thin enough and young enough to be someone’s trophy wife. This is probably the worst advice I will ever give to a fictional teenager, but please start going after rich, old perverts.
Elijah, use the money you stole from Lia to get some Proactiv and then hit me up. Oh, and I guess leaving Lia for dead was a pretty rotten move. Rating: BONER-KILLER.
Jesus. Literally. Jesus.
But not Jesus from the Bible. If you need to know anything about THAT Jesus, here is all you really need to know: His first miracle was turning water to wine at a party.
Yeah, you know you wanna party with Jesus, you know, before he got all emo.
But I won’t be evaluating that particular Jesus. This is Jesus from the perception of horny pre-teen Samantha Bee. Let’s go.
- secretly in love with nine-year old Samantha Bee
- Eats Tang from the package
- middle name is “H”
- kind of like how Homer Simpson’s middle name is “J”
- looks like Kris Kristofferson from A Star is Born
- except Sam acknowledges that he might be “part black“
Wow, they both look pretty good. Damn, Black Jesus.
- Since this is all Samantha Bee’s delusional horny confused pre-adolescent mind
- there are lots of good points
- for example
- Jesus has a great ass
- looks great in cowboy boots and jeans
- and I bet he’s packin’ in those tight jeans
- that last part was me, not Samantha
- Well-groomed chest hair
- Likes having his feet rubbed with exotic oils
- I guess you have to humor Jesus’s desires a little bit, right?
- Willing to defend a bitch’s honor
- long-distance relationship
- like, really long distance
- like, he never shows up
- except in the form of a kind of creepy priest???
Sam, I’m glad you outgrew your weird crush on Jesus and started dating people who were physically real. Although the guy who called you “slut tits” was probably not a winner, either. Luckily, it looks like the dude you finally married is pretty chill.
Jesus, you might seem pretty cool from afar, but your absence is a huge turn-off. And don’t give me that spiritual “I’m everywhere” crap. I require an actual, physical body. RATING: BONER-KILLER.