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Mmmph. I've sorta decided on my absolute dream career. Not that it's anything new, but it being my uttermost dream career is. THEATER-RUNNER-GUY. Which, uh, not in the sense of the path of the job I'm currently working, wherein one facilitates the serving of maximum-profit pablum (by higher decree, at that), but a position with creative control. Not that mercenary theater managing would be the worst thing ever, as I still hold some respect for the ritual of movie-going, but presenting films more in-line with my aesthetics would certainly be rather pleasing.
Problem being, obviously, I don't really live in the proper time or place for such a venture. But, still, I am wildly enthusiastic about a variety of films, and somewhat capable of putting my enthusiasm into proper words. Love into profit I guess is the problem. A film series (once a week or month or some such) at Ye Local Megaplex would suffice, just so's I get people to see Le Samourai or The Apple or whatever.
The film studies major seems a suitable move. It would be better to be getting such a degree from a proper program rather than a joke of a state school, but at least the professor (ha, yeah, pretty much just a one guy department) here seems good enough. Kinda thinking a library science minor would do me towards that end, if I understand it properly as a program devoted, at least to some extent, to reference and archival theory in addition to the related issues of literacy and such (the MSU library science program, incidentally, has a class devoted to the proper telling of narratives to juveniles, a class with no apparent point other than preparing one to read to school children (not to knock it, just a fascinating notion)).
I'd get to write about movies and work in a movie theater, both of which I find to be somewhat satisfying from my limited experience there-with. If I get around to volunteering for it at work and stay long enough, I should be projection-trained by the end of the year or so, if not before (we are hemorrhaging employees at the moment), which seems a certifiably useful skill.
But, yah, not practical, etc. We have an "indie" theater now, but the extent to which it sticks to obvious, self-declared INDIE films (Sony Pictures Classics presents!) seems no more creative or meaningful than slinging the mainstream fare against which it so attempts to declare itself. I guess they'd be rather more agreeable with the notion of a (good, as opposed to their current efforts) repertory night, however.
Also kinda thinking a biology minor, in that I've been doing hideous amounts of reading about genetics, evolution, and the like (two or three books a week, typically), and it's rather fascinating. Which, as everyone asking the end of that points out, would likely be to no purpose at all except knowing an unusual amount of biology for, say, a postal worker. Still, Richard Dawkins had me kinda excited about science for science's sake.
I kinda don't have the vaguest idea of what I'm doing in general, is the point. Less so than the period a week or two ago where I wasn't all that into movies at all, but that seems to have been the periodical wane in obsession that I do. Le Cercle Rouge and The Big Combo suggest that I'm still a MacMahonist at heart. And I just found a really amazing Le Samourai poster on eBay that I rather want, but it's moderately expensive. But, then, I have a rather hefty paycheck coming next week, so it's rather tempting again. Anyway, that's me being over movies, hah.
Anyway, dunno. The Conqueror is finally out on DVD, if the prospect of John Wayne as radioactive Genghis Khan is as exciting to you as it is to me. And it had better be.
X-Men: The Last Stand, what what. DIRECTED BY BRETT RATNER. Ah, the end of the film slayed me. Much of that film slayed me, but intense drama"DIRECTED BY BRETT RATNER" with no space to breathe was definitely my favorite part. Assimilating, presumably consciously, the "I'm the Juggernaut, bitch" internet meme is sorta disturbing. The Snakes on a Plane effect, I suppose. I'm tentatively thinking the battle at the end was the finest super-hero cinema action I have witnessed, granted I can't really think of a lot of competition in the field. Nothing special, obviously, but entertaining summerflick blah blahDIRECTED BY BRETT RATNER.
Problem being, obviously, I don't really live in the proper time or place for such a venture. But, still, I am wildly enthusiastic about a variety of films, and somewhat capable of putting my enthusiasm into proper words. Love into profit I guess is the problem. A film series (once a week or month or some such) at Ye Local Megaplex would suffice, just so's I get people to see Le Samourai or The Apple or whatever.
The film studies major seems a suitable move. It would be better to be getting such a degree from a proper program rather than a joke of a state school, but at least the professor (ha, yeah, pretty much just a one guy department) here seems good enough. Kinda thinking a library science minor would do me towards that end, if I understand it properly as a program devoted, at least to some extent, to reference and archival theory in addition to the related issues of literacy and such (the MSU library science program, incidentally, has a class devoted to the proper telling of narratives to juveniles, a class with no apparent point other than preparing one to read to school children (not to knock it, just a fascinating notion)).
I'd get to write about movies and work in a movie theater, both of which I find to be somewhat satisfying from my limited experience there-with. If I get around to volunteering for it at work and stay long enough, I should be projection-trained by the end of the year or so, if not before (we are hemorrhaging employees at the moment), which seems a certifiably useful skill.
But, yah, not practical, etc. We have an "indie" theater now, but the extent to which it sticks to obvious, self-declared INDIE films (Sony Pictures Classics presents!) seems no more creative or meaningful than slinging the mainstream fare against which it so attempts to declare itself. I guess they'd be rather more agreeable with the notion of a (good, as opposed to their current efforts) repertory night, however.
Also kinda thinking a biology minor, in that I've been doing hideous amounts of reading about genetics, evolution, and the like (two or three books a week, typically), and it's rather fascinating. Which, as everyone asking the end of that points out, would likely be to no purpose at all except knowing an unusual amount of biology for, say, a postal worker. Still, Richard Dawkins had me kinda excited about science for science's sake.
I kinda don't have the vaguest idea of what I'm doing in general, is the point. Less so than the period a week or two ago where I wasn't all that into movies at all, but that seems to have been the periodical wane in obsession that I do. Le Cercle Rouge and The Big Combo suggest that I'm still a MacMahonist at heart. And I just found a really amazing Le Samourai poster on eBay that I rather want, but it's moderately expensive. But, then, I have a rather hefty paycheck coming next week, so it's rather tempting again. Anyway, that's me being over movies, hah.
Anyway, dunno. The Conqueror is finally out on DVD, if the prospect of John Wayne as radioactive Genghis Khan is as exciting to you as it is to me. And it had better be.
X-Men: The Last Stand, what what. DIRECTED BY BRETT RATNER. Ah, the end of the film slayed me. Much of that film slayed me, but intense drama"DIRECTED BY BRETT RATNER" with no space to breathe was definitely my favorite part. Assimilating, presumably consciously, the "I'm the Juggernaut, bitch" internet meme is sorta disturbing. The Snakes on a Plane effect, I suppose. I'm tentatively thinking the battle at the end was the finest super-hero cinema action I have witnessed, granted I can't really think of a lot of competition in the field. Nothing special, obviously, but entertaining summerflick blah blahDIRECTED BY BRETT RATNER.