reading:
John Bowe (ed): Gig: Americans Talk About Their Jobs
Gail Simone: Birds of Prey
Sarah Vowell: Take the Cannoli
Howard Zinn: People's History of the U.S.
Last night, I went to a thing that ended up being a big huge film school reunion, and one old crony (that's a terrible phrase, but I only had coffee for breakfast and speaking in anachronisms helps keep down the nausea) let it slip that he now has a blog. And his blog is really quite good. Actual entries about subjects and issues of the day. With regular updating, to boot!
The conventional wisdom on whether or not you need to go to film school is perennially in flux. There's always some wunderkind telling rooms full of students that they're wasting their money and should just take the tuition bucks and make their own movie. But the thing that I just can't imagine surviving without is the community that comes out of being a film school alumni -- the friends you make and the business contacts you forge. There's little I find more invigorating than knowing creative people, talking to them about their projects. I did a whole bunch of that last night. And it felt GREAT. Made me excited to go home tonight and sit alone in my room, poking at stories.