It happens each fall, the chaos and circumstance of a new college year, and nowhere is this rite of passage more vivid than in and around Boston.
What inspired raw material for the cinema: the fabric of collegiate life, the formative dance of education! So, why with the rarest exceptions, have America’s best filmmakers skipped past the university to non-academic subject matter? They’ve left campus-set features to derivative genre directors, who can’t get past lecherous professors, bosomy coeds, and frat-house keg parties.
How many college movies adhere to this vapid, formulaic plot? A nerdy undergraduate pines for the dashing blonde, but she’s involved with a haughty frat man. The nerd becomes educated in life by a pot-smoking, womanizing slacker, who has been chilling past his graduation time. The blonde catches her boyfriend philandering, and she instantly shifts her affections to the nerd. Happy ending!
