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...movie is firmly rooted in a mythical past (the 1990s) full of sweaters and mom jeans, laminate tables, and a willful ignorance of a larger world outside of that which can be reached by car. It’s a kind of nostalgia for a nerd-kitsch Americana that would be more appropriate 20 years from now. This world is the same one that Hess captures in “Napoleon Dynamite,” only here he seems determined to test the limits of the weirdness of small-town America...
...recovering nerd, I am still confronted by my dark, glasses-braces-andunflattering-jeans-wearing past every once in awhile. Those who have gone through the same adjustment during their time here know what I mean. You see that friend you made freshman year, that you never really kept in touch with, and you debate whether to keep your head down and scurry past to avoid the “Wow, you look great!” remarks, or whether to stroll past them just to flaunt your new, hipper self, specifically to get those remarks, while then nonchalantly pretending like...
...know, as a convert, I have little right to be upset with the portrayal of the nerd in popular media, but truthfully there are times when I miss it—the rush from finishing a problem set I’ve been sitting with for 15 hours. The happy resignation that I’d rather be stewing in sweats, eating Kong, than out flirting with the sanitarily showered. The unabashed satisfaction from taking masochistic MWF 9 a.m. science classes, 3 semesters in a row. It’s a people and a culture I love, though...
...point is, Tina Fey, with your Emmys, your celebrity, your stylists, and your kickass job, you are simply not equipped to play the role of the nerd I know so well. It’s offensive to nerds everywhere. Sure, some of us manage to overcome our unsociable, flatulent pasts (ignore the Kong scenario above), but it takes years and years of training, grooming, exfoliating, and polite torment from your friends (“Frances, you seriously need to learn to hold it in. Also, take down those Science League plaques.”). It is not the walk...
...Frances S. Jin ’10 is an economics concentrator in Adams house. For some reason she’s convinced that she’s no longer a nerd...