I met guy a few nights ago at a gathering. Lets call him toolbox, because that is what he was. Toolbox called himself a producer. He was probably about my age, early to mid 20s. I nodded and smiled at the producer line. He took this to mean I was impressed, and then when on and explained to me what a producer does, like I was an average 2-year-old. Yeah, I work with a couple other guys at this company, we're putting together our second feature now, I talk to people to get them to give us money, finesse it out of them really. You can imagine the air quotes and the confident attitude coming out of this particular tool. The next five minutes involved him describing what he did, how he got there, and where he saw himself going.

Mind you, this guy had not asked me more than my name in our entire conversation. Had he, he might not have been so quick to dismiss film school, of which I happen to be an alum, as useless; Toolbox went to a school in the South and then got a job at a production company thanks to dear old daddy. Had he bothered to ask me anything, he would have also learned that I know far more about the filmmaking process than he does, have worked in it longer than him, and have friends in the same assistant-type job that he has, and know that none of them would refer to themselves as being the producer of a film. He might have also learned what a production designer does (hint: its not hire the extras). Now, what burns me is that Toolbox, despite being dumber than dirt, despite being more pretentious and full of hot air than your worst art critic, does have a better job than I do. He probably earns more as well. This just goes to show that you can come from nowhere, go to film school, work your ass off for several years, and still be looked down upon by some dumb trust fund baby with a well-connected father. Dear Toolbox; fuck off, and I hope your movie tanks. Sincerely, everyone else in the entertainment industry who actually had to WORK to get where they are.