Okay, fine, they’re also closing off the year with The Breakfast Club.
Get ready to enjoy the final Film Series calendar of the year with some fava beans and a nice Chianti, because Hannibal Lector is coming to the Goldsmith. Silence of the Lambs—the first film I ever saw in a movie theater (I was five months old) and at Wesleyan, maybe the last—will be joined by feel-good blockbusters like so-obvious-you-can’t-believe-you-haven’t-seen-it-at-the-Goldsmith Psycho (just in time for Sacha Gervasi’s Hitchcock biopic, starring
Dr. Lector Anthony Hopkins himself) and recently acclaimed Paul Thomas Anderson Scientology meditation The Master, which stars usual suspect Philip Seymour Hoffman and up-and-coming rapper Joaquin Phoenix. These films are playing on Friday, April 19; Wednesday, April 3; and Wednesday, March 27, respectively.
As far as serious crowd-pleasers go, you’ll probably be excited to note that the Film Board is closing off the academic year (just about) with John Hughes classic The Breakfast Club, because a raging “Don’t You Forget About Me” singalong in the Goldsmith is precisely what this campus needs. (Prepare by reviewing Molly Ringwald’s Reddit AMA!) (Maybe next year you’ll be blessed with Sixteen Candles.) Speaking of the ’80s, they have also finally honored Goatmilk’s insistent requests for The Land Before Time, which is scheduled to light up your weekend with dinosaurs next Friday night. Also on the agenda is something calling itself “An Evening of Experimental Cinema,” because of course there is.
Or, Why Wesleyan in 1983 Was Basically Just Like Europe in 1415.
About a month ago, in the aftermath of the megablizzard, Public Safety came under criticism for threatening to tow cars buried under mountains of snow that made it rather difficult for their owners to reach them. If retweets are endorsements, a handful of students echoed the complaint.
There’s not much that’s interesting about the history of Snow Parking Bans (side note: we’re more than midway through March and as I look out my window right now, it’s again snowing), but piecing through the Argives last week I was oddly enthralled by an Argus story that ran 30 years ago last month with the headline “100 Cars Towed as a Result of Snowstorm.” After this particular 1983 storm, Middletown Police Sergeant Wood was unforgiving: “If they’re not off streets, they’re towed. It’s as simple as that,” he told the Argus.
But as then-Argus reporter (and current literary agent) Linda Loewenthal ’85 tells it, the problem was that many students simply weren’t aware that the parking ban was in effect. Why would they be? In 1983, before email or Pinterest or Friendster or whatever, it was damn hard to get information out quickly on a college campus:
Paralyzed by WesSickness? Try this parody of New Edition’s famous 1988 “If It Isn’t Love” video, developed for Ujamaa’s annual Black Cultural Show and posted by Malik Salahuddin ’13. Bloopers included, at no extra cost.
For a complex textual analysis of the song’s lyrics, see Wikipedia.
yo guys tunes tunes tunes u no dreamhost. well lemme tell u. dylan bostick ’13 fuckin makes mad music dude, good shit its so 80s and stuff. here look at the last one its pretty baller. turns out tha kidd went double down did a new album using shit from going aborad to italy, fuck, look! new album drops called in italia!!!! like a fuckin land shark g, my dude. go here to get it you can just click the picture too though here’s the lowdown from usdan’s own dylan broccoli:
made the tracks over the summer, inspired by/used some samples from music i heard in italy. thats about it.
yeah pretty simple now put some space in those drums. wait we’ve got a lot anyway italian space program up in this shit!!!! fuckin d.b. killin it dude not gonna lie chillwave 80s shit pretty ballin right now. might be a lil high dont think i remember smoking though, am i even awake right now. fuck. check it out dude do my boi a solid. party at his place on knowles tonight come through bro. peace love hare grease catch you later anyone tryna smoke tonight hit me up lets get some bud dude