The scene is like this. Julia’s guidance counselor who vaguely looks like hot Top Gun Kelly McGillis pushes her reading glasses up from the tip of her nose while holding out a manilla folder like she’s going to tell Julia something important about college applications or her next term schedule. Julia hopes that the anti-learning book banners aren’t trying to cut the school’s Latin program, again. Aside from working with marionettes, translating The Aeneid is Julia’s favorite thing. But no, to both Julia’s annoyance and relief, Miss Langtree doesn’t say this. Instead, the moment turns noir weird.