I've taken inspiration from the one scene of Rocky I've watched (the training scene) and every other 80s movie that uses montage as a vehicle for moving the protagonist from awkward/weak/ugly to confident/strong/beautiful. Lesson? If you have a killer song, maybe with some power chords or a stirring orchestral interlude, you can zip through the hard part right to the reward. So I think I need a montage for these next few weeks—Legally Blonde-esque, if you will—to power me right through Thanksgiving Break to the end of finals. Ideally, this montage will include some MCC, with images of me looking amazingly put together while in my pajamas, hunched over books with late night cups of coffee hovering at my elbow. Then at the bridge, maybe I'll put on a swingy coat and sprint from the chewed-up-pencil, dazed and confused part of my legal career straight to the finish where I'm hoisted high in triumph at the song's moving conclusion.
And if this post is any evidence, I may have a future in montage-making, or at least in the trivia of bad 80s movies and jump-rope sequences. Right now, though, i've got to get back to making that other future—the legal one, that involves at least three outlines and a brief in the next week, not to mention a fast-approaching final. Do I hear the distant strains of Eye of the Tiger?
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No, I think you hear some Final Countdown.
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