Is is HIGHLY unlikely that Elle Woods’ boyfriend would be named Warner Huntington III since he has an elder brother considering the background of his family. I hate when movies just give up on reality.
Please tell me THAT’S not the most unrealistic thing you noticed about this movie!
'Tain’t a documentary, ya know. 
:smack: Never mind. It’s been a really long fucking day – my brain is fried and subtlety is apparently lost on me at this point.
I think it’s time for me to hit the couch and throw in the nice Muppet Movie DVD that Netflix kindly sent me. THERE’S some reality for you.
FWIW, I went (mostly on scholarship) to a toity boarding school. We had kids up XIII, and I am not making this up. What you complain about wasn’t all that common, but it did happen from time to time. Usually (my theory) it signals that the wife won the first round.
My younger brother is a II. My parents’ explanation is that he looked like a Raymond when he was born, whereas my older brother didn’t.
I dunno. Seem like it could be plausable…what if they needed to name the first born in honour of someone else in the family…say, the guy with the majority of the money.
I have a friend that use to post here that was a third and had an older brother. The father wanted a third but the mother wanted a Chad. She got her Chad and he had to wait for son two to get his third.
Just like Florida did four years ago.
(Er, sorry.)
I thought this was going to be about the trial depicted in the movie. I liked the movie, but the trial was very poor, and not in a My Cousin Vinnie, “that’s sort of unlikely”, kind of way, but in a “this trial is extremely stupid” kind of way. They should have hired some consultants or something. The arguments made were just plain weak, and they relied on people breaking down and confessing on the stand, which almost never happens in real life. Actually, IIRC, the discussions in the law school portion of the movie were pretty inane as well. Otherwise, it was a fun movie, and Reese Witherspoon is hot. Yum.
My eldest brother… oh wait, that’s me and I’m a sister.
I did not get to inherit Mom’s name (although I had the stupid idea of inheriting her body). She happens to have the same name as Dad’s mom and sister, so she didn’t want me to be number four.
Next brother got to be named after maternal grandpa. Mom completely refused to name him like his Da, said she didn’t need to live with two men sharing the same name.
Final brother is the one who got named after Dad. Mom was tired.