I've spent the past few days writing a torturous research paper on Hiroshima mon amour. I finally turned it today and quite frankly, I think it's horrible. Hopefully my TF will not agree.
On a related note, a strange thing happened at breakfast today. I had dragged myself up for a early breakfast (8 am!) and sat down at Annenberg with Didaph and a few of their friends. During the breakfast chit chat, Dianne asked me to guess what movie they had watched recently. I honestly had no idea where to start guessing, and the first movie that popped into my head was the one I had spent all night writing about -- Hiroshima mon amour. It struck me as obviously wrong -- no one watches that movie for fun -- so I guessed some sillier things instead.
But one of Didaph's friends guessed , in a half-joking manner, "Hiroshima mon amour." I don't know him. He's not in my film class. Yet for somerandom, coincidental reason, he guessed that film. He didn't even watch it recently. (I think.) Folle a Annenberg. What a strange cosmic coincidence.
Addendum: A few minutes later, someone else mentioned he was writing an expos paper on music downloading and copyright. I too wrote a paper on that. My conclusion from these twenty minutes of breakfast conversation: I've written too many papers this term.
Friday, January 11, 2008
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