Kara, I say: Paul Rudd = Hot in Clueless, but not as much later. And I say James Spader: Ick. I think it’s significant that neither of us liked Secretary even though it seemed somehow like it was designed to be a 90s-Woman kind of movie.
And I’m sorry about my poor handwriting. Remember when Alicia Silverstone is trying to get Christian to make out with her and all he wants to do is watch Ben Hur and she flips her hair so hard she falls off the bed? We were like: omigod, that’s the beginning of the Sexy Clumsy Woman (Goofy Sexy Woman?), like Jenny McCarthy and all those Not Another Teen Movie movies.
My major thought about Clueless is that it’s a really good movie, so funny and true to both Jane Austen and high school culture. And why didn’t it every come together like that again? Why is Amy Heckerling not running Hollywood now? Why didn’t Brittany Murphy become a straight-up comic actress? Why wasn’t there a flood of smart-teen-girl movies? Why didn’t that matching plaid jacket and miniskirt with thigh-highs and heels ever reach the East Coast?