sassy

Phillips said in an interview with Variety, “The high voice, that accent, the gum-chewing and all that sort of sassy stuff that’s in the comics, we stripped that away. We wanted her to fit into this world of Gotham that we created from the first movie.”

But when a WSJ reporter visited Anne Kilgore's house that evening, she said that Miss Sassy, who went missing in August, had since reappeared in her basement.

In the film, he may be all looming shadows and insect-like vocal trills, but out in the wild, the Babadook has become synonymous with a sassy queer figure who suffers no fools: an antisocial, basement-dwelling narcissist who terrorizes young boys for the fun of it.

In her wonderful memoir, “Fingers Crossed: How Music Saved Me from Success,” Lush’s Miki Berenyi notes, “The claim that Britpop celebrates sassy women in bands is a veneer,” and added, “The female-led Britpop bands sold a fraction of what the successful bloke bands did. Sure, the girls got a fair bit of attention, but it’s the blokes who ruled the roost.”

My book was called “Fräulein,” which means a sassy kind of woman, which my pictures are about.