Way, way excited about this film.
(via The Atlantic)
Hopefully I’ll be able to make some time to write a post about why this verdict is wrong-headed sometime very soon. Or maybe you can tell me?
I make the above typing error frequently enough that in the midst of writing and revising numerous articles and manuscripts throughout my academic career, I have also pretty much formulated the entire plot of a loosely autobiographical film in which a grad student punches and kicks his way through the rough and tumble world of academe: where a dissertation must truly be defended, and “fighting words” are not only protected, they’re respected.
“You’re about to enter a public sphere of pain, Professor Pretentious!”
“Try exercising your freedom of speech without your teeth!”
“Now that’s what I call … actual malice.”
