A film

By my wonderful friend Sarah Lillian Pachter! So much fun to work with her.

Frank's Last Day

IS THAT YOUR FINAL ANSWER?!?

trying to find the answers
to life's persistent
questions

V noir
private eye

Sometimes

you move to a non-"hip" part of Brooklyn, farther away from school than any of your friends or good acquaintances, because you aren't as pretentious or financially stable as social stereotypes and media would like everyone to believe. But by God you're going to be much better read than any of them when you die.

Dad

My dad's a professor, and he's currently doing a project where he researches priests who still perform exorcisms in the 21st century. He's in Italy right now at the Piazza Verdi (i.e. Gieuseppi Verdi) in Bologna  which is apparently UB’s equivalent of Washington Square at my school. They have this "ritual abuse," as dad calls it, of students receiving their Ph.D. degree where they wear a laurel wreath and dress (or cross-dress or partially dress or don't dress at all) with a ribbon of a different color depending on the field you’re in (white for humanities, red for medicine, etc.).  The grad is accompanied through the streets by a rowdy group of friends chanting "Dottore, Dottore!" while they all get wasted. lawl how very college of them