![]() There was a divide between Film/TV Production kids (my major) and Cinema Studies students. ![]() I loved that class, but it was tough work, much of it instantly over my head. “Some freshman who just thought he’d bluff his way into an advanced seminar!”Īnd he’s not wrong! Somehow I conned my way into it, with the confidence of someone who couldn’t imagine any other outcome. “You had no business being in that class,” he laughed. Years later, I was talking with my friend Steve (who now has a doctorate in Cinema Studies, is a tenured professor, and is much smarter than I am), and he mentioned how he thought this was such a ballsy move. No matter I appealed directly to Professor Allen, made my case, and was admitted in the Spring of 95, my second college semester. Watching old Hitchcock films, talking about them and writing about them? Can you believe I’m getting a degree in this?! There was an issue with the requirements for the class though I didn’t have enough credits. It was a Hitchcock Seminar, taught by NYU’s Richard Allen. You could go to school and just watch movies! Maybe there would be a whole class about Hitchcock!Īnd get this: THERE WAS. It was the fulfillment of my dream ever since I learned that film school was even an option. ![]() In 1994 I left my home in Tucson, Arizona and drove across the country with my dad to attend New York University film school. If you want to avoid spoilers, watch the movie first! Disclaimer: These essays presume you’ve seen the film in question.
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