Our Director Writes:
Diary of a Mature Student: Week Three
There's a kind of feeling you get when your body hasn't had quite enough sleep - enough to function, but not enough to do much beyond that - where everything feels like there's a half-second delay built in.
For some reason I haven't been sleeping well for the last few days, and I'm kind of operating on the assumption that I haven't developed an alternate persona and started a cult while I'm being an insomniac that manages underground fight clubs.
So there's a lecture in one hour, forty-nine minutes. It's half an hour's drive away, followed by the hunt for a parking space - because my university renounced believing in cars in 1972 under papal edict - followed by a fifteen minute walk from the only place you can park, at which it's recommended you don't by the same university, even though there's no alternative.
This is all part of the fun, see.
I love my course, and, by extension, I love my life, even if I have to do so on five hours' sleep...
Anyway.
As it came up last time, here at Eton Crow, for a film blog we don't actually talk about films that often, and for a filmmaker's blog, we don't actually post that many films. So you've been waiting for so long, here's two at once; firstly, Eton Crow's own attempt at a Jenny Everywhere (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jenny_Everywhere) film:
And secondly, a friend has asked me to host and post this:
Which I was fairly happy to do, given just how pretty it is.
Anyway, it's early yet. I wonder what today has in store...
