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[3pipeproblem]

Yesterday's American Independent Cinema class was fairly awesome. We spent practically no time discussing Pulp Fiction and skipped right to Paul Auster, which of course entailed watching part of The Music of Chance. Spader with a mustache! Spader with a goofy accent! Spader playing cards! I think I laughed through half the scene for no reason other than the fact that he puffs on a cigarette the same way Alan smokes a cigar.

And I got an A- on my midterm after spending all my study time on Cassavetes, who wasn't on the damn thing, and attempting to analyze John Waters' Hairspray without having seen it.

The last thing I have to do for this class is a presentation and paper about some aspect of Down By Law. Yes, it has occurred to me that I could conceivably get away with writing 10-15 pages about Tom Waits.

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[bananaprincess.livejournal.com]

Paul Auster? I just read City of Glass.

[3pipeproblem.livejournal.com]

How was it? I've read--well, first I read The Invention of Solitude for another of this professor's classes, but since then I've read Music of Chance and I just finished Leviathan.