I cleaned the bathroom (killing twelve million brain cells from the ammonia), and I’m just starting on my cinema essay. I had to post the two errors on the final paper handout Waldrat gave us. The first one is my personal favorite:
“The Man Who Wasn’t There is a truly bazaar film.” Really? It sells us things in an open-air market? Because I totally missed that!
“I want you to really reap the film apart!” Hmm, I didn’t know that intellectual discourse involved separating wheat from chaff.
I want to thank you personally, Tom Waldrat, for yet another mind-numbing installment of “Spell Check Doesn’t Work if You’re an Idiot.”