Sufjan, Le Film de Rien...ect.

This morning, I was listening to Sufjan Stevens' "Romulus" and it made me think of this one guy I had in my French class sophomore year of high school. He was an interesting guy, but I can't for the life of me remember his name. He lived with his mom, who moved around the country a lot. He didn't even finish the year at Stevens Point, leaving somewhere around March. One of the nicest people I've ever met, a real asset to our somewhat tightknit French class. Plus, like me, he wasn't terribly good at French. Anyways, one assignment we had was to make a film in French.

What became of this project, Le Film de Rien (The Film of Nothing) was one of those projects I'm still pretty proud of. It included a motley cast of characters, my friend Josh played Chris Farley, I played the man who lived under the tree house who was perpetually late on rent, my friend Jeremiah as a sort of evil violinist, and the guy who's name I can't remember living in the dilapidated tree house. It made no sense, contained a minimum of actual dialouge (as only Josh was any good at French), and in the end was probably the best film I've ever made (ranking it ahead of maybe 4 or 5 others).

But now I'm caught thinking of this guy who's name I can't remember. I want to say Nick...but that doesn't sound right. Why that song made me think of him, I don't know. Really, all I want now is to watch Le Film de Rien again. I don't have a copy...I believe Josh has it. This also makes me want to get into contact with him. Last time we spoke he was getting married and working for a newspaper. Curse you Sufjan...curse you...