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Aspiring screenwriter and seamstress, Sonia's dream is to write life-tweaking films while product-placing her own line of handbags. In 1999, she wrote, co-directed and co-starred in the short film Dr. Lovestrange, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bug, a satirical homage to Stanley Kubrick set amidst the panic of Y2K. She is working on her next short about the Mayan Calender that she hopes to finish before the end of the world. Ever the late bloomer, she finally started a blog chronicling her misadventures as one half of a long distance relationship (http://llddr.wordpress.com). She still struggles with which picture to kiss before bedtime: her boyfriend's or Bruce Campbell's. And, in the interest of time, she'd like to start thanking the Academy now. 2 Comments
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i thought the topher story line was REALLY good. from the start of this show, i've been looking for an excuse to like topher (especially after joss said that he saw himself in the character), and i'm gratified that the show finally gave me a great one. it really played up on topher's loneliness, but unlike dewitt, topher just wants a playmate/friend. my sister and i debated whether the friend he brings about once a year is actually an imprint of a real person he had lost (like patton oswalt's wife), or one he simply made up. either way, it makes topher a pretty tragic character (did he lost his best friend in childhood and was that the basis of his working at the dollhouse? or is this guy so lonely that he literally had to create a friend because he never had one?), and it brings some understanding as to why topher has so much faith in the dollhouse.
My favorite part of this episode was definitely the Topher/Sierra story. It says something profoundly sweet about our resident genius that, rather than making a sexpot as one might (stereotypically) expect, he creates a pal. He's not out to get laid like a client. He wants to hang out, share his inappropriate starches, and play games. In some ways, particularly the laser tag, it reminded me of the interactions between Rick Castle and his daughter.
"Is it wrong of me to want to suspect [Nick] as the killer because he sports the douchey polo collar turned up look?"
Never.