Movies in class waste of students' time
I'm currently curled up in bed with my cat Tom Bosley, wearing some comfy flannel pajamas and watching The Big Lewbowski. This is a great place to have a movie night. The classroom, however, is definitely not.
Now, if you can get passed the fact that my cat is named after a Happy Days actor and I'm the only person in Florida who dons flannel for bed, you'll probably agree that watching movies during class is a complete and utter waste of time.
Most college students don't have much time to spare, let alone gas to spare. So driving to campus and inevitably hunting for that elusive parking space just to get to class and find out you'll be spending the next two hours watching a movie seems like a slap in the face — and the wallet.
I'll be honest. If I walk into a class and find out it's "movie night," I walk right out because, in the infamous words of Sweet Brown, "ain't nobody got time for that."
Some professors seem to think their students spend their days frolicking through a bed of beer cans, condoms and free time, but in reality, most of our days are filled with work — tons and tons of work. So two jobs, an internship and 12 credits' worth of classes later, sitting in the dark with your professor and 300 of your closest friends to watch a movie just doesn't seem right.
And are we forgetting that it's 2014 and just about any movie can be found online or on Netflix? Why should we drag our sleep-deprived bodies and gas-deprived vehicles to campus when we could easily enjoy a movie in bed with the company of our retro-named cat?
Now, I have come across some professors who get it. Instead of requiring their students to come to class, they send out an email letting them know a movie will be shown next class, and if they want to come they can, but if they have the means to watch at home that's fine, too.
However, professors also need to stop showing the same movies over and over again, like they're trying to be the human version of DVR. As a third-year journalism student, I've already been forced to watch All the President's Men twice. I get it — be a watchdog for the people and shine a light on the truth. I'm working on it.
But you know what? It's going to be a whole lot harder to break the next Watergate scandal or become the next Woodward or Bernstein if I'm stuck in a UCF lecture hall watching another movie.