As a film school graduate, you are subject to very specific expectations from people: that you are unemployed and that you know every movie ever made.
Sorry to disappoint everyone: I’ve been at my job with Del Taco for seven months and I don’t know that one movie that one guy did back in the 1940s.
It’s the most bizarre thing in the world. The moment someone hears of your film school background, you become less a person and more a walking repository of cinematic information and trivia. I have enough trouble impressing people as it is with my lameness and my cane.







