a dreamy tour of @lafilmschool

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such a glorious morning – touring the Los Angeles Film School – a few pictures before our discourse (as we used to say in our own Student days back in London):

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but something struck us halfway round the Tour – we have already done this – we have already been a student (many moons ago) and had that Breathless Excitement at what will be and who will be and who we will be and where we’ll go.

we can’t go back.

in fact *ironicLooktocamera* we Studied film (as part of a Larger Course of Study which we can share about another time).

but in the way that the English set out the syllabus – a beautiful and tortured Marxist professor with steel blue eyes and a battered leather jacket and a snide bitter angry view of the world (which is so awfully Appealing when one is 19) – we read Barthes and watched Battleship Potemkin and Deconstructed the melodramas of Douglas Sirk.

we Thrilled to the chiaroscuro of the Cabinet of Dr. Caligari and stayed up Awfully Late to Talk about Life and lounge on top of existential duvet covers while drifting in and out of consciousness to a backdrop of someone’s collection of Maria Callas or The Stone Roses.

we wore dungarees (overalls, to Americans) and had a blonde teased almost-beehive and thick satin scarf and Doctor Martens (not much has changed in the footwear department then) and Rushed to Lectures and dreamed of the Future.

but the future happened.

and it was glorious.

but then it wasn’t.

the only thing we Didn’t learn to do at University was actually Make a Film.

which would be nice.

we’d like to learn how to do that.

but we don’t want to be a student again.

we just don’t have that sense of possibility anymore.

our experience is most definitely hard-won.

time to write.

the rest will come.

just write.

that’s the thing.

it’s worked for other people. 

8 comments on “a dreamy tour of @lafilmschool

  1. i totally hear you!!! i want to study there!!!! PLEASE* but being a student again? no, not really :( on the other hand: i haven’t been a student in LA yet!!!
    danke für die schönen fotos <3

  2. That sense of possibility?

    You never know, tg. I like to think it can come back, even if it isn’t the same – and shouldn’t be the same.

    These words – especially after a day spent lost to too many thoughts on growing older – are reassuring:

    time to write.

    the rest will come.

    just write.

    that’s the thing.

    Sometimes it feels like everything substantive, all the journeys possible, the magic carpet itself albeit without a flight path or visible fuel. More than that, I guess, is a matter of belief + action + luck.

    But writing is the thing. It’s own thing. So much, no matter what.

    (Still, I’d love to see what sort of film you would make. I dare say it would be something.)

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