Not really film school I took a film and literature class.
>Literally the easiest class I've taken since pre school.
>I was hoping it would be a class where we'd watch different kinds of movies and analyze them.
>Basically, we'd learn about a certain genre and all the tropes in it, then watch three movies per genre
>The tests were basically questions to make sure we payed attention to the movie, and nothing analytical
>teacher ends up being pregnant and we get a substitute
>We go overboard on the documentary section since the sub didn't know what to show, we even watched a history channel documentary about the spartans
>Start Shakespeare, read much ado about nothing and watch both movie versions
>my friends and I always read with British accents or something to make it more interesting, while the rest of the idiots in that class read it all monotonous and can't even pronounce half the words
>Our original teacher comes back two weeks before school is out and the final is analyzing a foreign film of our choosing
>I choose Fires on the Plain
>Teacher loves it, get an A.
That class really made me lose my hope in humanity. We watched some really good movies, but most of the class didn't like them because they "were boring". They were also extremely dumb. I was never the top of any class, but I was probably one of the three smartest students in that class. I just hope none of them ever choose to vote.
