Wednesday, January 14, 2009

The Last Semester: Philosophy for College Students

A frequent posting meant to document my final semester of undergraduate studies. Lazy, wandering journal entries for posterity's sake.

Philosophy class, first day. Questions: What is Philosophy? Who am I? Why are we here? What is the meaning of life? Answers (mine): The study of knowledge ... and stuff. A lazy fool. Because. If i knew i wouldn't be here. The class feels like a very "this is what college is like" course. Full of what should be "heavy" ideas that after four years of study feel somewhat hollow. I finish reading Of Mice and Men. It took me over two months. The ending was most satisfying.

Graduate level Global Cinema Pre-WWII at night. Graduate students just as ridiculous as undergraduate students: "For those of us that aren't "Critical Studies" students," the girl asks, not even trying to hide her disdain, "could you lay out what it is that actually want from our film responses? Like should i talk about how my aunt grew up in such and such a time and place and remembers this movie?" Oh, film students. Casanblanca was screened. That movie is so beautiful (made even more astonishing in its 35mm print). Rick Blaine is one of the best characters in contemporary fiction. The close-ups of Ingrid Bergman are breathtaking. Claude Rains is one of my favorite character actors. This is one of those moments in Hollywood where everything and everyone comes together (writing, directing, acting, music, etc.) and produces that which is most rare in Hollywood: art. Beautiful, timeless art.

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