
Emma Watson (who’s been fully legal for two years now, btw) is at the top of the page because she’s set to star in The Perks of Being a Wallflower, opposite Percy Jackson’s Logan Lerman (whose name always makes me think of Thurman Merman, and then I get sad because I wish I was writing about Thurman Merman instead). If you’re thinking that The Perks of Being a Wallflower sounds like yet another glorification of whiny loserdom, well… I’m pretty sure you’re right. The film would be based on the 1999 Stephen Chbosky novel.
Sulk in the corner, Publisher’sWeekly:
The novel is formatted as a series of letters to an unnamed “friend,” the first of which reveals the suicide of Charlie’s pal Michael. Charlie’s response–valid enough–is to cry. The crying soon gets out of hand, though–in subsequent letters, his father, his aunt, his sister and his sister’s boyfriend all become lachrymose. Charlie has the usual dire adolescent problems–sex, drugs, the thuggish football team–and they perplex him in the usual teen TV ways. Into these standard teenage issues Chbosky infuses a droning insistence on Charlie’s supersensitive disposition. Charlie’s English teacher and others have a disconcerting tendency to rhapsodize over Charlie’s giftedness, which seems to consist of Charlie’s unquestioning assimilation of the teacher’s taste in books.
Good thing the publisher talked Chbosky out of his original title, “Whiny Pussy Who Cries & Reads Books.”




The novel is formatted as a series of letters to an unnamed “friend,”
Yeah, named “Dear Diary”.
In the immortal words of your mom’s gynecologist “what a pussy.”
It’s not a diary, it’s a journal!!
Emma Watson’s still every bit as ‘bate worthy as when the first Harry Potter movie came out
So it’s like ‘Charlie Bartlett’ without the charm and sophistication?
Wait a fuck, ‘Charlie Bartlett’ fucking sucked!
She was hotter in the first Harry Potter movie.
The bottom of my shoes are covered in dick today.
Tomorrow I’m wearing cleats, so don’t say anything that I might say.
You got some lip on you, midget…
The Perks of being a Wallflower:
1. coasting off your father’s fame, despite not being nearly as musically talented.
If you’re thinking that The Perks of Being a Wallflower sounds like yet another glorification of whiny loserdom, well… I’m pretty sure you’re right.
So, you’re saying that this is about a 6th Avenue Heartache?
Hey, Jack! Can I borrow your shoes?
High Five’s Donk in the face.
Chbosky, lachrymose, what is this? Pollack consonant day?
I can’t see this movie because I’m lachrymose intolerant :(
Charlie has the usual dire adolescent problems–sex, drugs, the thuggish football team
So the football team gives him GHB and runs train on him?
Disney lesboyian or GTFO.
Oh. Well, I guess that guy is close enough.
Emo pussy doesn’t have to cut itself to bleed for a week but does so anyway to release the pain.
[Reads JHC's comment in the Gink post]
Hey, that’s fucked up man, way to hurt a bird rapist’s feelings, jerk! entirely accurate.
Emo pussies enjoy long bangs.
HTML fail. [sigh]
If you wanna bang an emo pussy, use My Chemical Romance.
/rohypnol
After losing a dozen or so extras in one week, the director was forced to begin yelling “STOP ACTING” at the end of each shot.
Emo pussies bleed from self-inflicted axewounds.
Emo pussies don’t cut, they hatchet wound.
Emo pussies listen to Gashboard Confessional.
*high five, Crap!*
Now we have to get married.
Emo pussy cries before sex.
Cool, I’m all about polygamy.
Emo Pussies smell like burnt rubber and regret.
Emo pussy has black lips.
Emo pussies just need to let it all out.
*QUEEF*
Elmo pussies are red and hairy, just like Emma’s.
Emo pussies are angst-ridden because they are surrounded by assholes.
Emo pussies can eat a dick.