And do you believe in rock and roll?
Can music save your mortal soul?
Can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Can music save your mortal soul?
Can you teach me how to dance real slow?
Blitzed my second German exam at 2pm today with all the force and vigour of Jabba the Hutt on ecstasy. I managed a good 3 pages on Metropolis, hopefully without inventing any scenes, but lost a bit of altitude when faced with analysing references to Freud in Kafka's literature. I can't help but thinking, when sitting in lectures and seminars and listening to many weird and wondrous interpretations of literature and film, that some of the material discussed simply cannot have been going through the mind of it's creator.
"When Kafka wrote his nightmarish short story, Ein Landarzt, the raping of the maid is a clear reference to the doctors subconscious will to have sex with her! Because she's a maid, she encapsulates motherly aspects such as looking after him, so its a nod to the Oedipus complex! It all makes sense now!"
But yeah, its the language exams next week, so wish me luck.
"When Kafka wrote his nightmarish short story, Ein Landarzt, the raping of the maid is a clear reference to the doctors subconscious will to have sex with her! Because she's a maid, she encapsulates motherly aspects such as looking after him, so its a nod to the Oedipus complex! It all makes sense now!"
No! He was just writing a weird story! I don't want to appear closed-minded at this point, as I quite enjoy Kafka, but the ungodly amount of stuff that we're forced to infer really gets on my tits. Having said that, I could have down with some more of it today, as I only managed about 2 pages on him. And this time, I remembered to scribble out my essay plan and crappy jottings, so I don't get marked down for senseless illegibility, like I probably will for the one yesterday. Ho hum.
But yeah, its the language exams next week, so wish me luck.