Think I need to post-face my previous post on smarts and schools with this following…
Brand-name schools and the education they provide are so over-rated:
Will Hunting says:
See the sad thing about a guy like you is in 50 years you’re gonna start doin’ some thinkin’ on your own and you’re gonna come up with the fact that there are two certainties in life.
One: don’t do that.
And two: You dropped a hundred and fifty grand on a fuckin’ education you coulda’ got for a dollar fifty in late charges at the public library.
And the comeback by the Ivy-league philistine:
The Philistine Ivy-leaguer:
Yeah, but I will have a degree. And you’ll be serving my kids fries at a drive-through on our way to a skiing trip.
And the only kind of language philistines understand, even Ivy-league educated ones:
Will: Yeah, maybe. Yeah, but at least I won’t be unoriginal. By the way if you have a problem with that, I mean, we could just step outside and we could figure it out.
The Philistine Ivy-leaguer: No, man, there’s no problem. It’s cool.
Will: It’s cool?
The Philistine Ivy-leaguer: Yeah.
And the best scene in the movie, the first two minutes of the opening:
The golden-sepia dusky glow, the spartan room, and piles and piles and piles of open books…
Matt Damon leafing through and absorbing pages whole, that faraway look in his eyes, and that magical word floating through the screen… Boundary.