Enough of film style. Enough of realism. Enough of pseudo-documentary and mockumentary. Enough of auteur theory.

Gawd, enough of Zelig. After wasting one blardy week free on this damn film essay, i so have had enough of it. No more, no more, no more!!!

But there's still the journals! Argh...bloody hell. This is driving me nuts.

And i hate EndNote. Bah!