I can’t recall the first time I ever saw The Princess Bride; it seems I was born knowing it, though of course that’s impossible since it began filming a couple of months before my second birthday. But once I became conscious of movies, this was the movie. The Man in Black was likely my first crush, and Cary Elwes was definitely one of the first celebrities whose name I knew.
Because of my devotion to the film, I was eager to read a book about it. I was also terrified. When a piece of pop culture affects you emotionally, it can be difficult to see it pulled apart. You don’t want to know that the actors all hated each other, that the director was awful, et cetera. Continue reading “Talking As Fast As You Wish: Behind the Scenes of My Childhood and Adolescence”