OK, This Semester Needs to End Already

Quote of the Day: "There can be no understanding between the hand and the brain unless the heart acts as mediator. "
-Maria, Metropolis

Tonight was my second class session of film theory. Already, I'm terrified. I'm an English major, and yet, of all the classes I've taken, the one that requires the largest vocabulary is film theory.

Everything is vague and abstract and incredibly complex. In our syllabus, my professor recommends that we have a Dictionary handy. Sure, that'll fit in my backpack with my multitude of binders, spirals notebooks, and books for my literature classes (including a Bible).

At least now I know how the architecture on Fritz Lang's Metropolis reflects Marxist ideals, or how the movement of the workers was admired by Hitler. In case anybody's wondering, I can now rattle off a whole bunch of film theorist analyses of this silent film that really bores the tears out of most contemporary audiences. Hopefully, Metropolis doesn't come up in conversation at a party. I'd be a total buzzkill. Maybe that's why I don't get invited to parties anymore.

Yes, the class will teach me a lot and yes, I will probably gain some sort of personal growth and blah blah blah. Too bad I will never be able to sit somebody down, show them Metropolis, and explain all of the nuances. Hell, the only reason I watched the film is because my film theory class completes my minor.