Hello! Bonjour! Does everyone have their snarking pants on?
Scratch that. Does everyone have their pants on, in general? I mean, let’s try to be respectable here, people. We’re in Sweet Valley! Do you know what they do to people who don’t wear pants? They slut-shame them for 180 pages until the no-pantster realizes the error of his/her ways and repents in front of the Wakefields! Do you want that to happen to you?
Before we begin, I’d like to direct you all to the St Martin’s Press website - Sweet Valley Confidential: Ten Years Later! (thanks for the heads up, talya!) (no thanks to YOU, St Martin’s! I thought we were friends!)
What you can find at Sweet Valley Confidential:
- the first chapter of the new Sweet Valley High book!
- a picture of Francine Pascal!
- links to websites that review Sweet Valley High books (in case you’re bored of me)!
What you won’t find at Sweet Valley Confidential:
- Detectives Benson and Stabler taking! it! personally!
- any references to alcohol (actually there is in the first chapter of the new book, cause FP keeps it real)
- a link to this website, because I guess for SOME reason they’ve decided that my derisive mocking isn’t good enough for them! Whatever! I didn’t want to sit with you guys anyway!
Anyway, check it out, and let me know what you think of the first chapter! My favorite part is Elizabeth’s poor impulse control! And the crying after orgasms part. (Also, Francine Pascal, I wish they hadn’t put your picture up there. Now that you have a face, you sort of look like my mom’s friend who buys all her clothes from Chico’s and updates her Facebook status with “let go and let God,” a phrase which has always annoyed me because JESUS HATES DANGLING VERBS, but who also can hold her tequila and likes to tell me that I’m “pretty enough to get married, so why don’t {I} get to it?” Despite what this description of her may imply, she’s nice and I like her. Now I feel bad about making fun of your books so much, Francine Pascal. Maybe I could make up for it by taking you to Chico’s?)
Right. Apologies to Francine Pascal out of the way, it’s time to review some SVH!
Sweet Valley High 31: Taking Sides
in which Jeffrey French comes to town
Number Of Drinks Taken: 36
First Page On Which the Twins Are Described As “Blonde, Blue-eyed, All-American Good Looks” or equivalent: page 3
Main Plot: Jeffrey French has come to town, finally!! Who is Jeffrey French, you may ask? (you may ask; I have given you permission to do so.) Well, that is Todd’s replacement in Sweet Valley, both in Elizabeth’s heart/pants and in my annoyance! But I’m getting ahead of myself.
J French, the name by which he will now be referred, is from Oregon, and has just transferred to Sweet Valley. He is the bestie of Aaron Dallas. Have you ever noticed how tons of kids get transferred in to Sweet Valley and are already existing BFF with an SVH student? Are these parents transferring to these towns specifically for that reason? “Gosh, Cindy, I don’t want to work at my high-paying executive job anymore. Let’s move across the country so little Jimmy can live next door to that kid he met from soccer camp two summers ago!” Or maybe it’s like a Stepford Wives thing and Sweet Valley is just luring people into town in order to turn them into robots.
Anyway! And so! J French is totes hot, of course, because this is Sweet Valley, and ugly people aren’t allowed in town, only fat people who can lose 20 pounds in a week and then suddenly be desirable. Both Lila and Enid would like to claim J French for their own, possibly in some sort of tribal mating ceremony. Elizabeth and Jessica swear to help their respective besties get the guy! They try all sorts of dastardly, underhand tricks! But it’s just not working! J French doesn’t seem at all interested in either Lila or Enid!
I know what you’re thinking: “how can he not be interested in Lila? I mean, Enid, sure, I get that. Enid’s lame. Her hair is bloody stupid and her last boyfriend wanted to dump her so bad that he crashed a plane. But Lila? Lila’s perfect! She has a lime green Triumph and a trust fund and an absentee parent, so she’ll probably want to have sex with me in order to increase her self-esteem! Team Lila!”
Normally I would agree with your inner monologue – particularly since I just drafted it for you – but you forget! Elizabeth Wakefield is available! So CLEARLY J French must instantly fall in love with her, because Elizabeth Wakefield is like the black tar heroin of Sweet Valley romantic entanglements. You think you can resist her charms, but one hit and you are GONE, sucker. You start selling all your shit and waking up in weird places with no memory of having been there before and then before long you’re trying to prostitute yourself out to pay for your addiction but physical congress has lost all meaning for you, as you slip ever deeper into a spiraling pit of despair. That’s what dating Liz Wakefield is like! Only legal, and not so often blamed on Chinese immigrants or rock stars.
Eventually, Elizabeth wises up to the fact that J French wants to whisper huskily in her ear, and after several apologies to Enid, they finally get together. Wow! Way to really spend some time between boyfriends, Liz! And poor Enid, YET AGAIN, gets the shaft. Except for how she doesn’t, actually, get the shaft. ifyouknowwhati’msayin’.
Sub-Plot Not In Least Bit Related To Main Plot: The Wakefields’ cousin Jenny has come to visit! Jenny is a CHUBSTER who likes BOOKS because fat people aren’t allowed to be social or have friends. (Also because people who like books are losers, even though people who like books PAY YOUR SALARY, Francine Pascal!) Pay attention! Fat people only exist as an object lesson for the non-fatties!
So Fatso Jenny, who is ten pounds overweight but continues to eat food anyway, because she can’t even starve herself correctly, is a really big fan of Jessica’s, and wants to follow her around everywhere. (I love that even Jenny, who is RELATED to the Wakefields and thus is sort of obligated to like them, realizes that Liz is lame, and wants nothing to do with her.)
Jenny follows Jessica to the beach (drink), to Casey’s Diner, to the mall, to a pool party that Lila has to “welcome” J French into her vulva town, and on every “non-date” that Jessica has with Eddie, her flavor of the week. But it turns out Eddie and Jenny have a lot in common! And Eddie totally likes Jenny! WHAT! Someone is displaying romantic interest in someone who is ten pounds overweight or a minority? THIS WILL NOT STAND. Clearly, we will never hear from Eddie and Jenny again, and they will disappear into that black hole under Sweet Valley where the Master with his fruit punch mouth lives.
Improbable High School Moment: Again, I really do not understand why parents are uprooting their families and moving to a town SOLELY because their high school junion knows A kid in town. Parents! This is not a good idea! Particularly if the kid your kid knows is Aaron Dallas, who we will soon learn has ANGER ISSUES and will turn into a misogynist asshole serial killer within a week. Maybe he should team up with John Pfiefer, the rapist. John Pfiefer! I can not wait for your crimes to come to light!
Most Offensive Portion: Seriously, ELIZABETH OVER LILA? You listen to me, J French. Do you realize what you’re giving up, here? Lila is rich and gorgeous and only really needs someone to love her. She’s like . . . she’s like Cher from Clueless and/or Emma from Emma! And you chose Elizabeth Mothereffin’ Wakefield over Lila? That’s like wanting to marry MRS ELTON or something. Ugh, you idiot.
Sweet Valley High 32: The New Jessica
in which Jessica goes all What Not to Wear on herself, and Elizabeth is predictably butthurt
Number Of Drinks Taken: 28
First Page On Which the Twins Are Described As “Blonde, Blue-eyed, All-American Good Looks” or equivalent: page 4
Main Plot: Jessica somehow gets tired of being blonde-haired, blue-eyed, a perfect size six with All-American good looks. I know!! CLEARLY SHE IS MENTALLY DERANGED. Actually, it’s more honest to say that Jessica is tired of being mistaken for Elizabeth, which is completely understandable. Good god! Imagine going about your day to day life, just trying to win over Bruce Patman’s heart or coerce Bill the Surfer into liking you, and then someone comes up to you in the hallways and is all, “Dear sanctimonious, stuck-up bitchface, I hate you and your stupid fucking lavaleire!” Wouldn’t that upset you? And yes, okay, that’s not what people were saying to Jessica – they were saying, “Hey, Liz!” – but I imagine that’s what it translates to in regular people language.
With the help of Lila, Jessica dies her hair black and starts dieting (to be a size four. A size four is the new size six!) and wearing expensive European clothes. She even speaks with a faint British accent. Basically, Jessica is pulling a Madonna, circa 2001 or so. Hooray? Maybe Jessica will rerelease Ray of Light?
Elizabeth, of course, is totally devestated that Jessica doesn’t look exactly like her anymore. She cries all the time. Way to make it ALL ABOUT YOU, AS PER YOOZ, Elizabeth. Why can’t you just be happy for your sister and her new look? WHY MUST IT ALWAYS BE ABOUT YOU???
Anyway, then there’s this whole thing about a modelling competition, but, ho!, to Jessica’s surprise the casting director would prefer the squeaky-clean, All-American look of blonde-haired, blue-eyed, size six Elizabeth Wakefield (drink! drink! drink! drink!), rather than Jess’s European waif look. And then Jess washes that man dye right out of her hair, and takes part in the fashion show, and everyone is happy again.
Sub-Plot Not In Least Bit Related To Main Plot: Okay, don’t yell at me, but the sub-plot and main plot ARE sort of related. I KNOW. Why, Francine Pascal, why? This review standard that I made up while drunk off my ass and snowed into my hotel room in a tiny island off of Siberia must remain valid!!! DO NOT ATTEMPT TO THWART ME, BOOKS.
So, anyhoo, Elizabeth somehow gets it into her head that J French, her boyfriend of one fucking week, is actually in love with Jessica. So she dumps him (never of course discussing her fears with him or even flat-out asking him). In case you’re wondering, this is pretty much essentially the plot of Sweet Valley High 5, only substituting Todd for J French and date rape for hair dye.
Improbable High School Moment: When kids came to my high school looking completely different, they were always hauled into the main office and interrogated as to whether they were Satanists. Then, after being released from the exorcism, they would wander the halls, and the kids in school would make fun of their new look. Then they’d end up looking just like themselves the next day. Modeling shows were never involved.
Most Offensive Portion: Hey, I have an idea for a new rule for the drinking game!! When you, gentle reader, are perusing the “Most Offensive Portion” section, I want you to finish your entire drink if I don’t tallk about Elizabeth Wakefield. Okay? Sound good?
Put that drink down! Did you think you were going to get drunk so quickly? Nay! We here at FYA care about your liver almost as much as we hate Elizabeth Wakefield, THAT HORRIBLY SELFISH WHORE MONGER. Hey, Elizabeth Wakefield! Here’s a suggestion! Maybe, when your twin sister dramatically changes her look, you ask her if there’s anything you can do to help! Not cry for 41 effin’ pages and then dump your stupid boyfriend on the flimsiest grounds ever!!! I AM JUST SAYIN’.
Sweet Valley High 33: Starting Over
in which Dana Larson’s cousin comes to stay and we learn that all Sweet Valley residents are horrible fuckwits, not just the Wakefields
Number Of Drinks Taken: 15
First Page On Which the Twins Are Described As “Blonde, Blue-eyed, All-American Good Looks” or equivalent: you guys. are you sitting down? have you grabbed your drink with both hands? get this . . . PAGE THIRTY TWO. Yes! That’s right! 32! WHAT THE H?
Main Plot: Dana Larson is the lead singer of popular rock band The Droids, who have to rely on shy losers to write their songs for them. Anyway, Dana’s cousin, Sally, comes to live with the Larsons. Get this! Sally’s mom (or dad, I can’t remember) died when Sally was young. And then her dad (or mom, I can’t remember) totally ditched her shortly afterwards. So Sally has been living in orphanages and foster homes for TEN YEARS. And then the Larsons just decide, FINALLY, to foster her, when she turns seventeen. Um, thanks a lot, Larsons? You couldn’t manage, in TEN YEARS, to maybe start up the fostering or adoption process for your own flesh and blood, who your brother (or sister, I can’t remember) abandoned? And then, just as she’s about to be released as an adult, you decide to uproot her and bring her across country to live with you? Well, LA DEE FUCKING DAH, you get a gold star! Shitbags.
Dana and her equally – if not more – obnoxious brother Jeremy aren’t so sure about letting their cousin WHO HAS NO HOME come live with them. Jeremy is flat-out rude, while Dana tries to mold Sally into a little servant girl. Sally, eager to please, offers to do all the chores, clean Dana’s room, etc etc. YOU CAN IMAGINE.
Anyway, all of this still does not endear the poor, orphaned, defenseless Sally to her fuckhearted cousins, and while the three are driving somewhere, stupidhead Jeremy pulls over to pick up some hitchhikers. The hitchhikers, of course, then rob them, kidnap Sally, and drive the car over to The One Bar In Town (where Dead Tricia Martin’s sister used to hang out).
Eventually, Dana and Jeremy realize that their cousin is in danger and enlist the help of Elizabeth Wakefield (OF COURSE), J French, and Jeremy’s friend who has a Sally-inspired hard-on, and they rescue Sally from the eternal hell that is stale beer and peanut shells. And Sally gets to stay in Sweet Valley after all!! Lucky her?
Sub-Plot Not In Least Bit Related to Main Plot: Sigh. The twins decide to get a puppy, which they probably bought from some puppy mill somewhere. Only the Wakefields don’t want them to have a puppy. So they get the bright idea to hide the puppy, which goes about as well as you’d expect.
Then they lose the puppy during a walk, and are sad, but then Mr Wakefield MIRACULOUSLY finds the SAME PUPPY at the pound, decides to adopt him, and brings him home to the delighted surprise of the twins.
ALSO. They name this puppy Prince Albert. That is . . . . not an appropriate name for a dog.
Improbable High School Moment: I find it improbable that this is a book series about HIGH SCHOOLERS, meant to be read by HIGH SCHOOLERS, and there is plot where two kids mischeviously try to hide a puppy from their parents. This isn’t the BOXCAR CHILDREN, for fuck’s sake. Mostly because the Boxcar Children didn’t have any parents to hide a dog from, and also because the Boxcar Children fucking rocked. And cause Watch wouldn’t put up with being named after genital piercings.
Most Offensive Portion: SERIOUSLY, you let your niece sit in foster care for TEN YEARS before letting her move in? TEN YEARS? For real, a similar sort of situation happened in my family, and we were collectively on those children like white on rice by the end of the week (until their mother decided, hey, she wanted them after all, but let’s not get into that). YOU. DO. NOT. LET. YOUR. FAMILY. SUFFER. I so rarely get to say this in these recaps, so I relish this opportunity: FUCK YOU, LARSONS.
Sweet Valley High 34: Forbidden Love
in which Maria and Michael are Romeo and Juliet, only sadly nobody dies
Number Of Drinks Taken: 15
First Page On Which the Twins Are Described As “Blonde, Blue-eyed, All-American Good Looks” or equivalent: page 2. Back to basics.
Main Plot: So Maria Santelli, which is about as close to brown-skinned as anyone in Sweet Valley gets, has been secretly dating Michael Harris for a super-long time (which probably amounts to about five months in Sweet Valley High’s timeless vortex). They have been secretly dating because their fathers, former business partners, hate each other. Oh my god! This is such an original plotline! Tell me, paragraph after this one; do they enter into some sort of binding love agreement and fight to keep it a secret and hilarity ensues?
Why yes, former paragraph, they do! Of course, beyond the problem with keeping their secret engagement secret, there’s also a minor inconvenience stemming from the fact that Michael is a jealous, controlling dickweed. Maria is helping Winston out in his campaign to run as Student-PTA liason (I actually typed “Stupid-PETA liason” at first) and Michael gets really jealous. Of course, he sort of has good reason to, since Maria would like to touch Winston in his bathing suit area.
Eventually, Lila throws a party (of course) to celebrate Maria and Michael’s secret engagement, Maria and Michael’s families show up and learn about the engagement, their families make up, and then Maria and Michael decide they’re not quite ready to be married and break up. And then Maria decides to date Winston, I guess. Elizabeth Wakefield meddles in most of that.
Sub-Plot Not In Least Bit Related to Main Plot: Yet again, the plots are related! I KNOW! Why? Is this to become a habit? Francine Pascal Cabal, are you actually fleshing out stories together? THIS WILL NOT DO.
In this sub-plot, the kids in school have to take one of those “marriage seminars” – you know, where everyone has a heteronormative “spouse” and they have to decide how they’re going to take care of their 5.8 children on only a bus driver’s salary, or whatever. Do any schools actually do this? I’ve only seen it on tv and read it in books. Our school didn’t do anything like this, or like the sack of flour baby thing, or whathaveyou. I guess my school figured that 60% of the graduating class would be married by the age 19, and that they shouldn’t spend money teaching them what they were about to learn anyway.
Anyway, blah blah, people are “married” and Jess gets Winston (of course) and Elizabeth gets Bruce (of course) and Maria and Michael get each other and learn they aren’t suited at all.
Improbable High School Moment: So, you guys remember Ricky Calpado? He was the guy who dated slutty Annie Whitman before they broke up and then his mom tried to keep his grandparents from seeing him and Elizabeth meddled like the jackass she is? And he’s also the cheerleading manager? Well, in this v. special Sweet Valley High, he calls the cheerleaders to a special practice to perfect their pyramid or something. And he, like, actually coaches them. HUH? Cheerleader managers don’t coach people! They carry all the bags and make sure the megaphones are set up on the sidelines! Wha??
This reminds me of my very favorite high school moment, which happened after I graduated from high school (clearly). I was back in town visiting my parents during my sophomore year in college and I decided to go to a high school football game. (I was on drill team – which is like a competitive dance team, for those of you not from Texas – in high school, so I saw quite enough football games while I was there.) At the game, I decided to go over to where the drill team sat in the stands, so I could see the few friends that hadn’t since graduated. As I approached the team, the drill team manager – some douchelord in a varsity jacket and the meagre beginnings of a pornstache – was all, “Excuse me, you can’t go past this line.” And then this girl – WHO I DIDN’T EVEN KNOW – said to him, “That’s Erin {last name redacted} – yes she fucking can.” HA! In your FACE, drill team manager! People I don’t even know remember me! I’m a goddamn legacy at that school! SO THERE.
Most Offensive Portion: THIS BOOK OFFENDS MY IDEA OF LOVE. Okay, so, granted they’re young, but just because Maria and Michael decide they aren’t ready to get married YET, they have to break up?! What, is there no phase between being married and being single? OH WAIT, YES THERE IS. It’s called DATING. What’s wrong with dating, Maria and Michael?? You were doing it successfully for quite a while/five months! You can always go back to that! You don’t need to break up and then start seducing Winston Egbert just because you’re not ready to stroll down the aisle. NOT EVERYONE WANTS TO GET MARRIED OKAY??
Ahem. Let’s move on.
Sweet Valley High 35: Out Of Control
in which Aaron Dallas looks a bit like a cross between Jason Street and Bailey from Party of Five, non?
Number Of Drinks Taken: 15
First Page On Which the Twins Are Described As “Blonde, Blue-eyed, All-American Good Looks” or equivalent: Guys. GUYS. Remember how I told you that you should sit down and hold your drink last time, when the first page that the twins were described was page 32? Okay. Now I want you to sit down, hold your drink with both hands, and bring it slowly to your mouth. Now swallow. Okay. Keep doing that for a while, until it’s finished. All done? Okay. Brace yourself . . . . the first page on which the twins are described as “blonde, blue-eyed, all-american good looks,” etc is . . . . NEVER. That’s right. I know. I KNOW. Never! I mean, sure, Jessica still flips her blonde hair over her shoulder, and Elizabeth’s blue-green eyes still twinkle with delight while she’s sticking her nose in someone’s business, but at no point are the attributes of the twins listed in paragraph form for all of the rest of us to read and feel oppressed by. NEVER! Readers, I’m here to tell you, I read this entire book just waiting for the other shoe to drop. BUT IT NEVER DID. This book GAVE ME AN ULCER FROM ANXIETY.
Main Plot: I don’t want to give anything away here, but Aaron Dallas is, in fact, OUT OF CONTROL. You might think that this means he wears tiny gold spandex shorts which show his balls to school and tells people that he can see their aura, but in fact it just means that occassionally he might somewhat threaten to hit someone.
Liz, of course, feels that this is all her business, because Aaron Dallas is her boyfriend J French’s bestie. She sticks her bits all over the situation, while patronizing her boyfriend and being a snobby bitchface to Aaron Dallas’s sort of awesome girlfriend, who Elizabeth things is too flighty.
It turns out that Aaron’s mom has walked out on his dad and him, which leaves Aaron with an emotionally abusive dad and probably a ton of issues which he will internalize and later use as justification for being an asshole boyfriend to all of his future girlfriends. I mean, I’m just spitballin’ here.
Right. And so. Aaron Dallas punches J French and this is when we learn that Aaron Dallas NEEDS HELP. So then he, uh, gets some. Story over.
Sub-Plot Not In Least Bit Related To Main Plot: So, Jessica wants to earn some extra money to pay whatever large store credit she’s racked up this week. She gets a job as a Tofu-Glo girl, which basically means she’s shilling some sort of “all-natural” beauty supplies, like a Mary Kay lady without the pink car. Hilariously, because this is the 80s, everyone is all “natural ingredients? I DON’T LIKE THE SOUND OF THIS!” Oh, 80s people. How sad you are without some Lush to bathe with.
Jessica, being naturally awesome, sells all of it like hotcakes. But then she forgets to tell everyone to refrigerate the product – which quite clearly says that it doesn’t have any types of preservatives – so everything goes all moldy and shit. And then she has to give all the money back. And that is literally as exciting as this sub-plot is. I can’t even make jokes about moldy dark places. It’s that boring.
Improbable High School Moment: In what world do parents let their child shill out 150 dollars – which is like 800 real person dollars - on a pyramid scheme-type business? How is that a sensible busines investment? Shit, can’t teenagers just get jobs as underpaid manual labor like the rest of us?
Well, to be fair, my first “real” job at age 16 was in the basement of the UT med school, where we kept the corpses and the test animals. Other people sold shoes that summer. I dealt with runaway mice. Then, a couple of years later, our baesment flooded and all the corpses floated to the top of the water, like some even more horrifying version of Coccoon, which is the scariest movie I’ve ever seen.
Most Offensive Portion: OH MY GOD! Elizabeth Wakefield! Is such a sanctimonious twatbox! She starts hanging out with Aaron and his girlfriend more – mostly for the purpose of plot advancement – and she is such a cow to Aaron’s perfectly nice girlfriend! She gossips about her to other kids and she’s flat-out rude to the girl in question. It’s not until she learns that the girl makes her own clothes - god forbid she be interested in clothes just as a hobby and not a career – that she even makes an effort to not be an absolute shitheel to the poor girl. I HATE YOU ELIZABETH WAKEFIELD. I WANT TO SLOWLY PRESS YOU TO DEATH LIKE THEY DID IN THE SALEM WITCH TRIALS. ONLY I WILL USE MY LARGE CAT INSTEAD OF A STONE. Actually, no I won’t. Elizabeth Wakefield, you are not good enough to earn death by Schrodinger suffocation. There will only be stones for you!
Sweet Valley High Super Edition: Spring Fever
in which the twins go to KANSAS (not the band)
Number Of Drinks Taken: 12 (how sad is that?!)
First Page On Which the Twins Are Described As “Blonde, Blue-eyed, All-American Good Looks” or equivalent: page 3
Main Plot: It’s Spring Break!! And the Wakefield twins are so super-duper excited to spend their vacation with their great aunt and uncle in Kansas! Wait, what?
Yes, you heard me correctly. Two 16 year olds from Cali are totes mcgoats excited to be spending 11 days in a small town in Kansas. Sure, that happens!
Jessica and Elizabeth land in Kansas and exclaim over how “quaint” and “flat” and “charming” everything is. Presumably they have not stumbled upon a protest by Westboro Baptist Church yet during their travels.
Soon, the twins meet a guy named Alex, who has a twin brother of his own named Brad. Except, Alex and Brad are CARNIES, which the twins’ totally old great-aunt and uncle won’t allow them to date. So Jessica sneaks out every night to hang out with Alex, while Elizabeth spends her afternoons getting to know Brad. Can you see where this is going?
Eventually, Elizabeth decides that she’s not all that into Brad, which is probably pretty good, considering she has a long-term boyfriend of four books, J French.
Anyway, eventually Elizabeth figures out that Alex and Brad are the same dude, but like a moron, she doesn’t want to hurt AlexBrad’s feelings, so doesn’t tell Jessica. JESUS. Elizabeth, let me explain to you something that I like to call The Hierarchy of Needs. No, I’m not talking about Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs, where we need water and food and shelter and love and boning. This is the Erin E Hierarchy of Needs, which lists the hierarchy in which the people who know you (or don’t) require your support/devotion/backing up/fifty dollars. Here we go!
- Yourself
- Your children
- Your parents and siblings
- Your partner
- Your best friend
- Your extended family
- Your partner’s extended family
- Haiti
- All other countries like Haiti
- The poor and downtrodden of your own country
- Your friends
- The oil-slicked plants and wildlife of the Gulf
- Your close coworkers
- Your neighbors
- Those coworkers who you aren’t so close with, but see every day and maybe go to lunch with on occassion
- The cousin/friend/neighbor/coworker of your relative/friend who just got diagnosed with cancer
- Pretty much anyone else who just got diagnosed with cancer
- The people that cut your hair, fix your car, deliver your mail, pick up your trash or do one of any of the million things that you are too busy/unskilled/lazy/priviledged to do for yourself
- That one guy you dated for six months a few years ago and parted as friends
- Any teacher you ever had
- A CARNIE YOU MET FOUR FUCKING DAYS AGO AND WENT ON TWO DATES WITH
Sub-Plot Not In Least Bit Related To Main Plot: So, there’s this girl called Annie Sue (of course) who lives in Kansas and hates the twins for no reason. Like, I hate the twins for very specific, well-established reasons, but Annie Sue just sort of hates them just because.
Anyway, she’s really cold and mean to the twins, but eventually she apologizes, after Jessica heroically saves her from being thrown and trampled by a wild horse. I think maybe Annie Sue’s problem is that she’s got some sort of amnesia. Because on page 197 of the book, while making her big apology, she says that she is an only child and therefore never had to share with others. Except that just 90 pages earlier, Annie Sue hired her younger sister, Janie, to torment the twins with a day on the farm. Which means that whoever ghost-wrote this piece of crap can’t even remember for NINETY PAGES that one of the characters has a sister. I mean, it’s not that hard! I remembered and I was vaguely tipsy!
Improbable High School Moment: In my high school, people usually went to South Padre for Spring Break. Some of them went to Cancun. They’d get very drunk, bare their bosoms for the popular amateur porn series Girls With Low Self-Esteem, usually have sex with at least two – but no more than five – waiters and/or possibly end up being accidentally loaded onto a cruise ship in a wheelchair, not to mention any specific names.
THEY DO NOT GO TO KANSAS. (no offense, Kansans!)
Most Offensive Portion: You guys, I’m pretty sure they don’t still square dance in Kansas. Although, this WAS written in the 80s, and I remember square dancing a lot in the 80s. Square Dancing was very popular. Remember when Bayside High School had a square dance? Screech was the caller and Jessie and Slater got stuck in that boiler room, and then they kissed and the Live Studio Audience went “oooooooooh?”
So, I guess on second thought, the square dance isn’t that offensive. But the fact that I could be watching Saved by the Bell right now and I’m not is.
That’s it for this month, but guess what’s coming up! Guess! Guess! REGINA’S ABOUT TO TRY COCAINE JUST ONCE AND DIE!!! So join us next month for a Very Special Sweet Valley High drinking game, in which we learn that DRUGS KILL.
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Excellent work as always!
My thoughts:
1: I’m jealous of Erin, who got to deal with floating corpses while I was flipping burgers at McDonalds. Yes, we had a basement of corpses and animal carcasses, but it was dry.
2. These people have more cousins than the Duke boys.
3. Perhaps they went to Kansas for spring break because they were drug mules or something. I went to Canada for spring break once, and the border patrol found that so suspicious they searched our luggage.
4. Erin, you’re such a sweet girl, when are you going to find a good man and settle down? Fine, break your mother’s heart.
Erin..if you want me to smack him upside the head for number 4, just let me know.
PLEASE DO.
More cousins than the Duke boys. Nice.
I found a good man! Sadly however he repeatedly has spurned my offer of eloping and joining the circus. V. v. sad.
SVH recaps always make my day. While I never read SVH, I did read SVT. The sad thing is: I identified with Elizabeth because she was the studious one. Also, Jessica was always like “I love purple and unicorns!” and I was totes like Jessica is way frivolous! So when I started reading these recaps and saw Elizabeth being called a douchecanoe and whatnot, I felt like a douchecanoe myself because Erin CANNOT be wrong.
I think I need to revisit SVT (and read SVH) so I can understand why I was so horribly misguided as a child.
lindsay, i did too, because i hated purple and unicorns and lisa frank notebooks. and i wanted to be on the newspaper, like elizabeth. BUT. that was SVT, and i think things were different post-puberty. and i like to think i am, too. so i don’t think it’s so much a case of identifying with elizabeth as anti-identifying with jessica, no?
Ah Lisa Frank. My hatred for LF stems from the fact that I was denied entry in the Lisa Frank club back in 3rd grade. OMG maybe that’s why I hated Jessica!
I always identified with Liz too, particulary in the SVT books. Even though I also liked purple and unicorns. But then Liz turned into a DOUCHECANOE so I am TEAM JESSICA all the way!
erin, don’t feel bad about mocking fp, because one thing i noticed on the st. martin’s site is she loves theater, which i interpreted to mean she thinks of herself as elizabeth, since liz writes for a startup theater magazine. and BREAKS THE LAW by sneaking in after intermission to watch the second half of a show for free! liz, what have those 10 years done to you?
Ew. She makes me like theatre less – and I’m a total theatre dweeb.
NYC – and Jessica sleeping with Todd – have turned Liz into a CRIMINAL MASTERMIND.
Man. I just realized how awesome a Law and Order episode featuring Liz Wakefield would be. SO AWESOME.
You know what I just realized? If Liz Wakefield were real, and read your posts, she would just think you hated her because you were jealous. She’s one of THOSE. Uhhhhhh terrible.
Does 10 pounds overweight make someone chubby? Cause that’s insane. And overweight from WHAT might I ask? When has 10 pounds ever made a difference?! I could crap out 10 pounds in a matter of days and it wouldn’t make me look any damn different. 80s/90s books/tv always loved pretending that weight loss = instant beauty. Also THANK YOU for being the first person to point of the inherent RIDICULOUSNESS of having the book reading characters be the lame ones…IN BOOKS. Like, WHO DO YOU THINK IS READING THESE THINGS?! I hate it when people ridicule their fan base (I’m looking at you Bill Shatner! Asshole!).
Don’t hate on Maria! I mean, why would someone waste their time with people they weren’t going to marry. That’s why we’re ALL married to our middle school boyfriends. Oh….wait a second……..
Unfortunately I know a LOT of people who have a hierarchy of support/devotion that is startling like Liz Wakefield’s. Maybe that’s why I dislike so many people.
Whoa there Megan, you sound like you have your red shat on! Shatner’s just having fun. Now put your green shat on and beam on over!
2000s Shatner is chill enough. I’m thinking of 90s Shatner, when he started getting all hatey toward all the trekkies. It’s just sad when people hate their fans. (Do you think Francine Pascal hates all of her fat fans? I wonder…)
PS. What’s green shat vs red shat?
I don’t think Shatner ever really hated his fans. He’s just kind of crazy.
And shats! Shats are berets. You need 3. One green, one yellow, one red. You wear the green one when you’re in a good mood and want people to approach you (I’m in a great mood, beam on over!), the yellow one when you want to warn people you’re a little cranky (I’m feeling space lagged, proceed with caution), and the red one to warn people to stay away (I’m in a bad mood with my finger on my laser. Stay away!)
Shatner introduced them to the townspeople of Riverside, Iowa during Invasion Iowa back a few years ago.
I have yet to see FP introduce anything as brilliant. Maybe she should make some hats for her readers? Or maybe a special mood ring that senses where you are in the book. So like if you’re reading a part about Jessica, the ring is purple (with a unicorn in the middle, obvs!)!
FP must hate her fans. That’s why she writes more books.
Megan, I believe you’ve hit the nail on the head in re: why people suck.
Erin, I’m startin a slow clap for you. This one had me laughing so hard that my boss gave me the stinkeye. Well done (to both you and your liver!)
I’m in a lot of pain, I can barely walk (more like can’t) and I shouldn’t be laughing because it hurts, but I laughed anyway. That’s how much I love these recaps.
Alex.
Ps -In my pain induced haze I remember I did read a Sweet Valley High book once in my life. It was the one about Jessica wanting to go to a concert or something.
Oh dear! I hope you have some good drugs for the pain.
awesome read. my favorite part was “his bathing suit area”.. hahaha! the book i remember the most is when this girl who somehow, crazily enough, looks *exactly* like the twins, and decides to kill one (she hasn’t decided which one yet) and take her place. i can’t wait to read the review on that one. oh, and the one where liz dates the werewolf of london. tell me why i got rid of those two books again?
YES! NORA!!! She’s coming, JUST YOU WAIT!
Excellent work, as per Yoosh, Erin! I’m so glad I never read these books, because I still get to be surprised by every recap! It’s like Fridays are now my birthday!
Happy Friday! Next time I’ll buy you a drink to go along with it.
slightly embarrassed that i had to become a francine pascal “superfan” to read that chapter… but based on it, i sense MISUNDERSTANDING and REUNION in the future. but as long as it’s punctuated with meaningless sex i’ll probably read it. but i’ll only buy it from the supermarket when it’s £3.50 rather than spending the $22 it is on the macmillan website…
excellent recap as always erin. giggling away, deeply distressed by elizabeth. as always. god she’s annoying. i’m actually a little glad she gets shat on a little in the new book. and a good stone pressing sounds perfect. i’ll join in.
Ha ha, it’s okay, Lorna, IT WAS WORTH IT. BECAUSE ELIZABETH IS A CRAZYTOONS PERSON.
I think my actual favorite part of that first chapter is when she shouts I HATE YOU in the middle of the street. First, because it’ shilarious, but also because she tries to cover by pretending to be on her cell phone. Like, Liz, NO ONE in New York is going to care if you’re talking to yourself. In fact, that may be THE ONE PLACE where no one will even notice.
yeah i was loving that too. sadly close to something i would do.
will i ever get to be the jessica character? no. i am stuck as a liz type for the rest of my whole life. although hopefully less sanctimonious…
I am unable to read this review, because really, I think it is SO FREAKING AWSUM that you’re reading SVH in order and REVIEWING THEM, that I am afraid of spoilery because I haven’t read the ones from before.
AWSUM I TELL YOU.
You may or may not have INSPIRED me to read them too. Just for shits and giggles. Also, because when I was young and not aware of anything, I ENJOYED them.
Until weird sex things started happening. Then my mom started shoving other books down my throat in an obviously successful attempt to loosen my interest in SVH so that I would STOP PRESSURING her for information about sex when I was 13. She never had the sex talk with me – she just left it up to the school. Bitch.
Just kidding, Mom. I love you!
Wait, what?
Oh yeah. Now I need to TRACK DOWN all the Sweet Valley High books THANK YOU, ERIN, FOR THAT.
^_^
Oh, Brittany. I’m not sure I should be inspiring you to READ the SVH books. I fear now that I’m not doing my job! I’m trying to WARN YOU.
I know! And that’s what CONCERNS me. What the hell was I missing when I actually liked this series? My young naiveté needs to be SQUASHED at every turn. Also, because I like to have fun, and drinking is ALMOST ALWAYS fun.
As a writer, I consider this RESEARCH. I am EXPANDING my HORIZONS. THANK YOU.
*salutes*
Bless you for sacrificing your liver for the good of mankind. You saint.
It gives me genuine pleasure to think that, should I ever move to the ficticious Sweet Valley, they would all hate me – and most likely attempt an excorcism. I could start a revolution! Fatties! Book-nerds! Children of divorce! Ethnic minorities! We are one! Let’s band together! DOWN WITH WAKEFIELD.
I freaking LOVE revolution. Nothing – I repeat – NOTHING gets me more excited… aside from possibly YA romance.
ha, total upside. they would hate me too because i am short, ginger, read books FOR FUN, was rubbish at sports and thanks to some poorly performed surgery had to wear braces for a staggering 5 years… thanks holly, you have cheered me immensely.
viva la revolucion!
Our time will come…
Holly, you’re basically just like Jean Valjean! VIVA LA REVOLUCION!!
Omigod, that’s what I’ve always wanted to be told! ALWAYS. (No joke – you have just made my day. <3)
So, when I was in HS, I lived in Ohio and my spring break destination every year was….KANSAS. Yep, I used SVH Spring Fever as a justification for having to go (my grandparents all lived there). Well, the SVH twins thought Kansas was cool enough to visit….!
Oh, Lenore. KANSAS? REALLY?
I mean, my spring breaks were in Mississippi so I guess I can’t say anything, but you never heard Kansas being spelled with crazy crooked-letters.
Fraid so. And even worse, my grandmother’s name is Dorothy. So when people mockingly asked me if I was going to visit Dorothy (their funny Wizard of Oz joke), I had to say yes.
I just discovered this website a a couple weeks ago, and I love it!! Then I discovered Erin’s Sweet Valley project today, and I AM IN HEAVEN. I sat down and read all the reviews from the very beginning. I cannot stop laughing. Thank you so much, Erin, for doing this!!! I was a BIG Sweet Valley fan when I was younger…I have read several of the Sweet Valley High books, but mostly I read what my library had readily available, which was: Sweet Valley Kids, Sweet Valley Twins, Sweet Valley Junior High, Sweet Valley Senior Year (which I was OBSESSED with), and the Elizabeth series. I know it’s a Sweet Valley Twins book, but have you ever read A Christmas Without Elizabeth? Because I think I would die laughing at your review of that.
Seriously, your reviews of SVH are AWESOME. You have me wishing you would do them for all my favorite childhood series (Nancy Drew, Baby-sitters Club, the BSC spin-off series California Diaries, etc.). Thank you!
I don’t want to ruin BSC for myself! What if I read them again and was like, “Claudia Kishi, stop eating all those sweets! And wear some colors other than red and black!” Then who would I look up to??
hahaha I totally understand!
I would love a BSC review too!! I always hated in every book the first or second chapter was a recap of the girls and crap it always ticked me off!
Oh, I would totally love a BSC review!! Those books WERE my childhood! Can you imagine–”Take a drink every time Dawn is wearing something ‘California casual”. Take a drink every time Claudia is wearing something ‘funky.’ Take a drink every time Stacey’s diabetes is mentioned.” We’d all have alcohol poisoning!
This was absolutely hilarious – and so accurate. I always hated Elizabeth! I’m not going to lie, I totally almost choked on my coffee from laughing.
Please don’t die!!!
“When kids came to my high school looking completely different, they were always hauled into the main office and interrogated as to whether they were Satanists.”
Truer words have never been written.
Also, love the Master reference. I cracked up right when my boss walked by so if I get laid off, I’m blaming 4everYA.
Yay, the Master! He was such a fun villain!
wait, was the make-up seriously called Tofu-Glo? REALLY? HONESTLY?
i love that this is the thing i find most unbelievable about the books so far. but i mean come on. HOW HARD IS IT TO COME UP WITH A REALISTIC-SOUNDING MAKE-UP NAME?!!! way to phone it in, francine.
YES IT WAS. It was like Soul Glo but Eriq LaSalle wasn’t involved. SADLY.
How many wayward cousins do the douchehole residents of Sweet Valley have? & Y R they always visiting/needing 2 live w/ whichever douchehole resident they’re related 2? i mean, not that U shouldn’t help out Ur relatives but i think i’d rather live in a homeless shelter than in Sweet Valley. Altho that might just be bcuz i’m NOT a size 6 & i AM a reader so i think the Wakefields would probably shun me. But then that would lead 2 The Best Sweet Valley High Book Ever Written titled Massacre @ Sweet Valley, in which EvilEva moves 2 Sweet Valley & causes much havoc!
P.S. Thanks 4 the Boxcar Children mention! i used 2 love those books!
MASSACRE AT SWEET VALLEY HIGH!!! THIS BOOK MUST BE WRITTEN!
I love the cover of Taking Sides—even their fights are hot!
I’m pretty sure I’d marry Mrs. Elton over Liz, bee-tee-dubs.
Hey Elizabeth—your shitty behavior in The New Jessica is totally the reason that SPOILER ALERT Jess sleeps with Todd, causing you to cry after orgasms and shout out obscenities in the middle of Times Square in Pascal’s new “adult” novel! Just fyi.
Ahh, if only we could all substitute hair dye for date rape.
Haha, I always loved that the Wakefields named their dog Prince Albert. That is uncharacteristically awesome of them.
Of all of the TAWDRINESS in these books, somehow one of the things I remember most clearly is that idiotic Tofu-Glo storyline. Aww, Jessica.
Elizabeth Wakefield should be so LUCKY as to suffocate under your ottoman-sized kitty!
I approve of your Hierarchy.
REGINA DON’T DO THE COCAINE YOUR WEAK HEART CAN’T TAKE IT!
I loooove that you mentioned the Master and his fruit punch mouth.
I just have to agree that when I dyed my hair black in high school, there was no modeling competition to show me the error of my ways, only my mom, all of her friends, and my little sister who insisted on quoting “you ruined your hair, your one true beauty” or some such nonsense from the Winona Little Women. Oh, and a nutty professor-type math teacher who marked me absent for the last month of school because he didn’t recognize me but didn’t (a) ask who the new girl was or (b) find it odd that I still finished all the in-class assignments. I’m sure my trip to truancy court was still more fun than a modeling…
First off I stupidly took a drink of my soda right before I read that she wanted to touch Winston in his bathing suit area, luckily I turned my head in time so it didn’t go all over the computer, just the couch.
Secondly as a blonde, there is no way in hell that you can die your hair jet black and then get it back to super blonde just by washing it out. I once sprayed half my hair pink for some stupid reason having to do with troll dolls and halloween and it stayed pink for 2 weeks afterwards, a light barely noticeable pink, but still pink. You die light blonde hair jet black and you are going to have to get numerous dye jobs just to get it to a dirty dishwater blonde.
Okay rant over, looking forward to the next set of recaps.
Just found your blog yesterday – you couldn’t be more hilarious!
And the throwback to Buffy Bot in a previous entry just made the experience of reading it about as beautiful Jeannie’s perfect white skin.
Ok, I remember reading one long long ago where the twins go to an amusement park and Jess gets hit on the head and has all kinds of crazy adventures with Huck Finn, but then she wakes up and it was ALL A DREAM. When does this one happen? Because I don’t remember any Liz in it at all. And that would be awesome.
Ooh, Emily I think that was a Sweet Valley Twins book (maybe a Special) because I remember being simultaneously creeped out and fascinated by the story. There was something disturbingly sinister about the way they got “lost” in that amusement park.