Dad came home yesterday with this story from his Speculative Fiction class (lit majors, in their junior year).
A student was in front, assigned to report about the film The Matrix.
Reporter (asking class): “How many of you have seen The Matrix?”
(Two students in class raise their hands.)
Reporter: “How old were you when you saw it?”
Two students: “9 years old.”
Reporter: “Did you understand it?”
Two students: “No.”
Reporter: “Neither did I.”
It is a pity that our future leaders have never seen one of the defining films of my generation. Then again, that’s probably what our parents say about us, too.
(Incidentally, I am a huge fan of The Matrix, and we even made a fan film for it, which I just found online now. There was also cosplaying involved, and some sort of swordfighting, though thankfully there are no records of those.)