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Nora Ephron Parodies Stieg Larsson: The Girl Who Fixed The Umlaut

First Posted: 06/28/10 09:15 AM ET Updated: 05/25/11 05:55 PM ET

Nora Ephron

The New Yorker:

There was a tap at the door at five in the morning. She woke up. Shit. Now what? She'd fallen asleep with her Palm Tungsten T3 in her hand. It would take only a moment to smash it against the wall and shove the battery up the nose of whoever was out there annoying her. She went to the door.

"I know you're home," he said.

Kalle fucking Blomkvist.

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There was a tap at the door at five in the morning. She woke up. Shit. Now what? She'd fallen asleep with her Palm Tungsten T3 in her hand. It would take only a moment to smash it against the wall and...
There was a tap at the door at five in the morning. She woke up. Shit. Now what? She'd fallen asleep with her Palm Tungsten T3 in her hand. It would take only a moment to smash it against the wall and...
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dahpunkster
good music and cheap wine are my greatest comforts
10:44 PM on 07/02/2010
:)- she thought about smiling again, but she had smiled 300 pages earlier and that was enough.
03:14 PM on 07/01/2010
That's one of the very true to life parts of the books (the coffee drinking).

Hope it's part of making sure this comes off as joke that Kalle's using Alt key; Swedish keyboard has no need for Alt key to type an umlaut.
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dahpunkster
good music and cheap wine are my greatest comforts
11:16 PM on 07/02/2010
and the cigarette smoking everyone smokes tons of cigarettes and eats pizza constantly ..
my little brother's diet :)-
04:30 PM on 06/28/2010
This from a writer/director who hasn't written anything funny since When Harry Met Sally and was responsible for Lucky Numbers AND My Blue Heaven. The world would literally be a better place if neither of those "films" were ever made.
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RapidProf
09:18 PM on 06/28/2010
Yeah . . . well, what can ya do?
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cblcar
04:16 PM on 06/28/2010
Please let me be Nora Ephron in my next life.
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tablesedge
02:45 PM on 06/28/2010
Thanks for fixing the spelling of Stieg. Now Stiegtrekkers can enjoy this funny satire.
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tablesedge
02:42 PM on 06/28/2010
By the way headline person, it's Stieg Larsson, not Steig.
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tablesedge
01:59 PM on 06/28/2010
Clever satire funny read for Stiegtrekkers.
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KalNJ
01:25 PM on 06/28/2010
Very funny, but not enough mentioning of drinking / making / offering coffee.
11:52 AM on 06/28/2010
"He was cradling an iBook in his arms." "She[...] gently cleaned the area around the Alt key."

The "Alt key?" Feh! What a disgrace. Ephron is clearly in her dotage and has lost all credibility.

Excuse me, I have to go throw my copy of "Julie & Julia" into the fireplace and watch it melt.
10:50 AM on 06/28/2010
She get paid for that?
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RapidProf
09:19 PM on 06/28/2010
Kinda makes you wonder, eh?
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yourmotherwasahamster
Love many, trust few, always paddle your own canoe
10:48 AM on 06/28/2010
Hilarious. I was hoping she would mention the copious amounts of coffee all the characters seem to be drinking in the morning, afternoon, evening, middle of the night....I got cravings for caffeine just from reading. Finished third book at 2 this morning, but without any coffee. : )
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kapalabhati
Lokah Samasta Sukhino Bhavantu
10:07 AM on 06/28/2010
Whoops! Maybe I shouldn't have read this post until after I finished The Girl Who Played with Fire. I only have a couple chapters left. My bad. Next time, please oh please, put in a spoiler alert!
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RapidProf
08:43 AM on 06/28/2010
Humor? Glad it was labeled so. Otherwise, hard to tell. Cute . . . for a teen's blog, maybe. But Nora Ephron & The New Yorker? Meh. But she IS right about those names! Ugh.