Hah. Title = in Genres, we finished Iron Man :( But we've started The Matrix. I would be iffy about it if it weren't for the fact I will actually be learning something by watching a fiftyfirst time. Our teacher worked on The Matrix and has a lot of symbolism to show us.
But what she said to us was priceless. The conversation started off introducing the complexity of The Matrix: the TV does not exist.
Okay, fine. Here's the breakdown: TV -> plastic -> whatever plastic is made of -> atoms. The TV is really atoms. Therefore, is it a TV at all? Can you see an atom; smell it; taste it; hear it; touch it? Is the TV really there?
Amazing discussion. But this girl, we'll name her Student A, was, and always will be, slightly if not toally confused. Stereotypical cheerleader, you know (I only say that because I know very smart cheerleaders. Good for them)?
Anyway, Student A said, "Ohemmgee, none of us exist!"
And I, always the sadist, said under my breath, "Yeah, I wish you didn't exist."
The teacher had a wonderful laughing fit. Maybe she feels the same?
Also, I agree that Keanu Reeves was the only and best mand for The Matrix, but I still don't like his acting. So, Neo = Keanu Reeves and Keanu Reeves = the most boring actor on the face of the earth.
Sorry Keanu fans.
Also, I hope it's perfectly normal to become obsessed with something you're writing/have written. Yeah...
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Monday, January 12, 2009
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