"Recently, The Dark Night Rises left its subtextual imprints on my juicy psyche. Two events resonated: The stock exchange and football game scenes. The second begins with the singing of the national hymn, as if the director is communicating to the world that the United States has been reduced to meaningless distractions. This is fascinating because if trading stock constitutes the “bread” of this degenerate polis, sport, undoubtedly, constitutes its “circuses.” The Matrix and Dark Night foreshadow the type of cerebral discharge I hope to infuse within my writings at USC and beyond. Clearly, film is the preeminent instrument with which to disseminate truth, falsehood and agitprop of every formulation. I need access to this culturally sensitive apparatus, but why? Paul Schrader articulated it best, in Tales from the Script, when he commented:
“Occasionally, people do ask me about whether they should get involved in Screenwriting or film making. And I usually say, you know, If you can find any happiness and satisfaction in another field of endeavor, you should do so. Because the real reason to get involved in the arts is because you have no choice.”
Wow, just wow. One more time: Because the real reason to get involved in the arts is because you have no choice. I feel those words when my eyes close at night and when they peel in morning; when I fabricate letters of recommendation; when I read my purple poetry and assorted history books; when I think about the time I contacted NASA; when I reflect on Kate Powers' words; when I open Screenplay or the Screenwriter's Workbook; when I sacrifice my standard of living; when I introduce my parents as my roommates; when I fantasize about admission to USC; when I extract significance from story, and when I enter my writing space and reemerge with four or five pages that render me proud. I feel those words and so I can't bare the alternative ”¦
I have no choice."
That part I like. You sound serious about your pursuit, you sound competent, you are able to articulate a unique point of view.
Much of the rest of it was a little too "showy" for my tastes, but maybe they like that kind of thing. Seemed a bit long. I agree that you shouldn't have mentioned the faked rec. letters.
As somebody who's faked a lot of references throughout my professional life, the revelation that you did so never has a positive effect unless the person you're revealing it to did the exact same thing (and even then maybe not).