see the old teacher

Sure, doing book reviews was a cheap shot, but it was brought about because I got to spend some time with a former literature professor, and it was good to see the old teacher even though he gave me a gentle chiding about gradual school and getting into another Master’s plan someplace. Then the discursive subject matter wheeled around literature, and I pretty much lost one point about how a movie, or similar passive entertainment, can be construed as literature. The only film that I could think of that really left a lasting imprint, one with great impact, in the past few year, the only example I could really come up with was “Pulp Fiction.” Of course, I could also cite several books that I was reading recently, pieces of work which excited me, even to the point that I sat down and wrote something about them. That’s the difference between reading and watching, passive versus active.