louis de luc is alive and well, thanks for asking (u.s. of bling bling)

looking for an entry way, a path of some sort, to glide back into the blogdom of various college associates of past and present.

i remember so long ago, nick, myself, a few others posted thoughts on blogs--they're still there actually, which i find distressing but am not fearful of the words i chose to express myself although in hind sight i look like a neo romantic post modern/modern naive child. or maybe thats how i feel?

nick picked up a handful of nouvelle vague films this afternoon after class. school is in session for kevdek.

much work needs to happen this weekend in order for me to feel "on top of it." first and foremost i need to finish and start a lot of reading for french cinema, which, seems daunting only because i'll be reading an assortment of bourgeosie (sp? irony?) thoughts on early cinema from 1907-1914. these "critics," if we can call them this, saw the potential of the cinema as the seventh art form--of course, this is when there was still a strong distinction to the now acdemically speaking, eradicated "high" art and "low" art.

damn i feel boring, oh wait...check my pulse...i am boring.

moving on...to nothing really. my life is laid before me and i am preparing myself to hate myself for choosing this path down the realm of classical ideas.
ah-hem, ah-hem.

shout out to the right wing, shout out to the left wing
and somewhere in between we'll make this damn thing
called the u - s - of - a into the united states of bling - bling.