The cinetrix has been busy with the day job, which currently includes dealing with the ramifications of the library's, shall we say, questionable decision to shelve its newly relocated collection of DVDs in their cases in open stacks. [They'd previously been on another floor where the discs were stored in locked cabinets accessible only by staff and the empty boxes sat on the shelves.] Its brilliant anti-theft solution--applying expensive security strip stickers to the DVDs--has already resulted in the permanent damage of untold numbers of double-sided discs by unwitting staffers. So much awesome.
Let this and the following serve as correctives for those freaking out about the economy and misguidedly imagining a cushy stint in academia is the solution:
I laughed. It was precisely because I fetishize movies that I had gone to graduate school for cinema studies in the first place. I had no plans to teach or to write about film; at that point, I had no plans at all. I was just delaying dreaded adulthood by doing one of my favorite things in life – watching and thinking about movies.
[That's none other than Ms. Manohla Dargis, writing in the LAT back in 2003.]
