Emily Brown ’12 keeps it short:
Leo Lensing, Professor of German Studies & Film Studies will introduce the film and answer questions.
Date: Tuesday, April 2
Time: 6:30 p.m. – 8:00 p.m.
Place: Center for Film Studies
Just a friendly neighborhood reminder from Izzy Litke ’12 that tomorrow is May 1:
Gacaca is a form of citizen-based justice established in Rwanda in an attempt to address the crimes of the 1994 genocide. In a series of documentaries, director Anne Aghion charts the impact of this experiment in transitional justice on survivors and perpetrators alike. Join us for a screening of “My Neighbor, My Killer” (2009 Cannes Film Festival Official Selection), followed by a discussion with Anne Aghion.
Date: Tuesday, May 1
Time: 5:00 pm – 7:00 pm
Place: Center for Film Studies 190 (Powell Family Cinema)
Like many of you, I love film. I particularly love experiencing classic (and not-so-classic) cinema in original 35mm prints for free. That’s why I go to the Film Series most weeks.
That’s also why I was profoundly moved this week by a certain ACB thread suggesting that Film Series Texters (hereby referred to as FST) be “flogged and banned forever from the CFS.” (There is also the question raised as to whether or not God has officially designated drinking whiskey in the Goldsmith Family Cinema a God-given right. I’ll leave that one to the Religion department.)
The point? Texting, sexting, or otherwise phone-opening during the Film Series is a problem. It’s bad. Distracting. Annoying. Wicked, depraved, and unforgivable. There seems to be a common sentiment lately that texting during movies is somehow less offensive than talking on the phone in the theater. After all, there’s no noise. You can still hear the dialogue. You can still follow the plot. It’s not bothering anyone. It’s not like film is predominantly a visual medium or anything. It’s not like there are rows of people behind you disturbed by the sudden appearance of a second (or third, or fourth) screen of bright, glowing light in a darkened theater. It’s not like they’re trying to watch the film free from obnoxious, wholly unnecessary distraction. Right?