Norah and boy2boy appreciation
While doing research for my next book, a contemporary YA romance, I decided it might be a good idea to read a YA book that didn't involve vampires, witches, zombies, or shapeshifters. I read a blog comment somewhere that recommended Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist. I'd seen the movie and kinda liked it, so I one-clicked that bad boy onto my Kindle.
By the end of chapter two, I had a raging crush on Norah, which just got worse when I read the following:
A guy emerges from the van and I recognize him as the guy who made out with the non-singing member of Nick's band after their band's set. I only caught a minute of their kissing before I had to look away. Sub Z is way turned on by two boys kissing. I don't see why ogling same-sex kissing should be the exclusive domain of frat boys whacking off to lesbian action, that's so sexist. Feminism should be all-inclusive - it should be about sexual liberation, equal pay for equal work, and the fundamental girl right of boy2boy appreciation.
Yeah, I think I kinda love Norah.
P.S. I loved the book, and I'm very glad I saw the movie before I read the book. I'd have been pissed if I were a fan of the book first and saw how they completely fucked up the plot in the movie.
P.P.S. Speaking of boy2boy appreciation, here's a video a friend sent me last night. Shelter has been on my Netflix list for a while now, and I think I need to move it up in the queue.