An American Werewolf in London [1981 feature film]

In John Landis's shocker, a hapless commuter detraining at a "Tottenham Court Road" Northern Line platform falls victim to the werewolf. All of the pictures, except one, were deleted by a bizarre malfunction in the upload process. So, the only comparison shot is the first one.

So, let me tell you about my classes. I just wrote an in-class essay on the Arnolfini Portrait by Jan van Eyck for my art class. I read Dick Turpin: The Myth of the English Highwayman and wrote a 3 page review of it. Professor Noel claims American students write weird and gave us all A-, which is the best he claims to give because "an A would mean there's absolutely nothing left to improve." He says Americans like to make up words and/or use the wrong ones very often. How ironic.

Coming up I have a midterm for my ISS class where we choose 2 out of 3 questions from 3 out of 5 chapters and prepare them for the exam. But, only one question from each chapter will appear on the exam. Sound confusing? Well, at least we have options.

For the same ISS class we have to write a research paper due in May. I talked to Dr. Handrick about my topic. I wanted to focus on something environmental, or research the typical housing problems through the goggles of a conservationist. As we were talking he physically jerked, as if shot by an arrow and came up with this huge idea that the recent surge of environmental media serves as a vessel for communicating other social problems. Um, don't ask me to explain; the iceberg is sooo huge and I don't have any insulating SCUBA gear yet. I've been buying newspapers, and trying to 'think critically' like they tried to teach me in high school. Bullocks.

For the same ISS class we have to write a research paper due in May. I talked to Dr. Handrick about my topic. I wanted to focus on something environmental, or research the typical housing problems through the goggles of a conservationist. As we were talking he physically jerked, as if shot by an arrow and came up with this huge idea that the recent surge of environmental media serves as a vessel for communicating other social problems. Um, don't ask me to explain; the iceberg is sooo huge and I don't have any insulating SCUBA gear yet. I've been buying newspapers, and trying to 'think critically' like they tried to teach me in high school. Bullocks.

On the whole, the courses I'm taking require a lot of writing, way more than anticipated (especially because we were told early on that the courses weren't going to be computer intensive). But, that could be because the classes that were supposed to be taught by Dr. Daniels, before she had to pull out for medical reasons, have been delineated to four British teachers. It's quite chaotic really.

England's Magistrate Court is the most mind-numbing form of justice practiced. Complete, and utter disorganization rules the atmosphere. The stuffy room is packed with unnecessary people coming and going, and unnecessary paper rifled through at the last minute. One guy was given permission to be represented in absentia and with only one statement given by him before he left on vacation to Thailand. Another was jailed for 22 weeks for stealing while under the influence of cocaine and heroin. Great! Toss him in the gaols with the rest of the theiving lot! WTF are they thinking? Help the man.

I've got loads of pictures that I took in the past few days and I'll work to upload them soon. A few of us walked through Epping Forest in Chingford, and I walked around London again. Some of us visited Windsor Castle, but my memory card was wiped out. The camera, and uploading process itself, have both been acting up. Too bad, that castle was divine!

Happy be-my-Bitch day,
Ben