
Book References in Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life
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I’ve been a fan of Gilmore Girls since the show began airing in October of 2000. Approximately six years ago, I began a blog where I documented my personal challenge to read all of the books referenced in all seven seasons of the series (full disclosure: I’m still only on season two). I flew to Austin, Texas to attend the Gilmore Girls cast reunion at the ATX Festival. I began a podcast that is simply used as a vehicle to gush about how much my cohost Rob and I love the show. In October, I spent a weekend in Washington Depot, Connecticut (it helps that I live in Connecticut) with my friends as the town recreated a Stars Hollow experience.
And did I mention that I named my daughter Lorelai?
So it probably comes as no shock that the minute I heard about Netflix doing a revival consisting of four 90-minute “movies”, I immediately went out and purchased all of the Pop-Tarts, coffee, Mallomars, and pizza that a girl can physically eat without starting to resemble a Mallomar herself (but oh, that marshmallow-y filling)!
Given the fact that I write for Book Riot, I knew that one of my self-appointed goals as I sat down to watch Gilmore Girls: A Year in the Life (besides trying not to cry too loudly at the scenes referencing Richard Gilmore’s death) would be to compile all of the literary references.
So go visit Andrew at Stars Hollow Books and get to reading!
The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn by Mark Twain
Lorelai: I thought there’d be something fun in there. You know, like a treasure map. Or the prequel to Huckleberry Finn where Huck is a Klan leader and terrified of water
Cyrano de Bergerac by Edmond Rostand
Lorelai: Cyrano?
On the Road by Jack Kerouac
Lorelai: Yeah, but for now she’s Jack Kerouac. She’s On the Road-ing it. Pass the Peyote!
[Fun fact: On the Road is actually the very first literary reference made in the original series.]
John McPhee
Rory discussing her upcoming book project: It’s not like I’m John McPhee
Logan: Yet.
The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by Marie Kondo
Emily explains that she has read The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up and is going through all of her possessions.
Lorelai: He’s taking the dining room chairs.
Emily: They don’t bring me joy.
William Shakespeare
Naomi Shropshire: Come April, it’s like my face is one of Shakespeare’s first folios.
Aeschylus
Rory: And she kept coming back to it. Comparing the archetypes to characters in some play by Aeschylus. Oh, and you haven’t lived until you’ve heard a tipsy Brit try to pronounce Aeschylus.
Logan: Hey, Aeschylus is hard even when you’re not tipsy.
Death of a Salesman by Arthur Miller
Rory: And trying to convince her that Willy Loman is not one of the characters in Aeschylus. That was a hoot.
Edith Wharton
Lorelai: I’m not Edith Wharton. I don’t write letters.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Paris: I cannot remember the books I’ve read any more than the meals I have eaten. Even so, they have made me.
Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
Written on the board in the literature class at Chilton: Motifs of Jane Eyre
The Art of War by Sun Tzu
Paris: It’s killed or be killed. I’m not talking The Art of War. Oh no, that’s a tiptoe through the tulips compared with what you’re going to find beyond these walls.
Dorothy Parker
Paris: He loved telling people ‘it’s pre-war! Pre Civil-war!’ Like that wouldn’t make Dorothy Parker barf.
[Worthy of note: Amy Sherman-Palladino’s production company is called Dorothy Parker Drank Here]
Consider the Lobster and Other Essays by David Foster Wallace
Jim: I always like a spoonful of sugar.
Denise: Consider the Lobster? It’s a serious subject but funny and truthful.
Jim: Yeah, that’s the camp I’d put you in. I mean, no one’s David Foster Wallace. But there’s an erudition to your stuff and some whimsy which I like.
Cloud Atlas by David Mitchell
Robert Castellanos: And Miss Shropshire would like you to sign a letter waiving all rights to the Whale and Mouse idea.
Rory: Fine. Wasn’t exactly the next Cloud Atlas.
Outlander by Diana Gabaldon
Lorelai: Well, mom at 16 for starters. Hot in Outlander. But elsewhere…
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