THE FUSE

Film school graduates survivors all have at least one horror story about a classmate (see: a man) who could spend three hours talking at you about the Coen brothers without ever letting you get a word in. His Letterboxd top four was ever-evolving, his art house theater subscription was paid on a yearly basis, and he definitely had a Pulp Fiction poster displayed proudly on the wall of his unkempt dorm room. For too long, the “film bro” archetype has been terrorizing liberal arts campuses across the globe, but thankfully, the pop girls are here to save us from their reign of tyranny once and for all.