Some event would occur during these formative years, I believed, that would shape my life and mark my transition into maturity. I imagined skipping classes and going museum hopping hoped that my crush would be waiting for me after school one day, leaning against the hood of his car wondered who I passed in the halls I would’ve connected with, had I spent a day in detention with them. Like thousands of others, I am in the process of figuring it out – going through the same rituals of growing up like so many before me have experienced. I’m a student at a top university, unsure of what to do with my time or my talents.
Why aren’t we seeing movies about growing up in the twenty first century? Has film lost its ability to convey a collective experience? How does film hold up in an age of television and Internet? Rebecca, Ryohei, and Parth ponder the fate of traditional coming-of-age films and where the genre might be headed in the future.Ĭonfession: Sometimes I wake up in the morning and the first thing I do is ask myself what I’m doing with my life.
