I swear, film students are depressed all the time. It's like we're afraid if we start being happy we'll start doing shitty work. Oh, how we suffer for our art. Oh woe.
I mean, really - last year, at the screenings of all the first-year Film student final projects, some guys came up with a drinking game involving one shot of tequila every time there's death, two shots if there's a suicide, one shot every time there's a scene in a graveyard, and a shot every time there's Radiohead or Philip Glass on the soundtrack. An hour into the screenings, they were fucked out of their minds.
Which is hilarious, yes, and I'd like to attend the first-year screenings with some friends this year and play the same game. The theory came up that you get all that morbidity out of your system in first year, then go on to making better stuff. Perhaps.
16 years ago
