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Since Lindsay Lohan??s recent Vanity Fair confessions of bulimia and cocaine use, I have felt a particular—and peculiar—duty to discuss my own reading period affliction with the public. Hopefully, my candor will help others cope with similar issues, and will help me reveal the true culprits behind my shameful disorder. I have intellectual bulimia. There. I said it, and I won’t retract it. I sit in Lamont or in Widener or in Ticknor, trying hopelessly to study for my four massive finals. I see my peers with eyes...
...that she was not only “born a fighter,” but that she was “born on a rainy day” to boot. Oh Lindsay, we feel your pain (and your rain). Please tell us more…possibly in album form? Lohan??s sophomore effort promise to be more introspective than her first in its very title: “A Little More Personal (RAW).” If this truly is Lindsay Lohan “raw,” she should have stuck to a more refined...
...another point, Lohan??s chest has the misfortune to be splattered with oil; her dreamboat love interest tries to catch a glimpse as she changes clothes in the back seat. “You look great,” he fawningly tells Lohan in an earlier scene; “You look amazing,” he adds later. “You look good—what happened?” another character jabs upon sighting her. Listen up, kids—take extra care with your physical appearance, because everyone is watching...
...that Lohan??s looks buy her much power in “Herbie”’s world. Check out how studiously the film denies Lohan any real agency as she takes to the racetrack over her father’s quasi-sexist objections. It’s not her making those hairpin turns past goonish rivals, or even deciding to—it’s that darned Herbie, racing off with a mind of his own every time she starts the ignition. “I’m being carjacked...
There is one way that Lohan??s character can take control of her own destiny, though. All she has to do, at film’s end, is reject her post-college job as an ESPN producer in New York City (laaaame!) and embrace NASCAR stardom. She’ll be nothing like Matt Dillon’s preening cad. No, she’ll be the kind of celebrity who uses her fame to do noble things, like wear high heels and promote sponsors with the gratuitous product-placement that saturates “Herbie...