Below is a description of James Franco’s educational background as per Wikipedia. Do you want a barf bag, because this is such a crock of shit that you just might need one.
Franco reportedly has “an unusually high metabolism for productivity…a superhuman ability to focus”.[1] Dissatisfied with his career’s direction,[1]Franco reenrolled (sic) at UCLA in the fall of 2006 as an English major with a creative writing concentration. Having received permission to take as many as 62 course credits per quarter compared to the normal limit of 19[67] while continuing to act, he received his undergraduate degree in June 2008 with a GPA over 3.5.[67][1][68] For his degree, Franco prepared his departmental honors thesis as a novel under the supervision of Mona Simpson.[1][69] He moved to New York to simultaneously attend graduate school at Columbia University‘s MFA writing program, New York University‘s Tisch School of the Artsfor filmmaking,[70][71][72][73] and Brooklyn College for fiction writing,[67] while occasionally commuting to North Carolina‘s Warren Wilson College for poetry.[1] He received his MFA from Columbia in 2010.[74] Franco is a Ph.D. student in English at Yale University[75] and will also attend the Rhode Island School of Design
Who the fuck can carry 68 credits per and then graduate in 2 years and THEN get a departmental honors thesis writing a novel with a ghost writer? I know that I couldn’t even look at the person next to me to ask for a kleenex — but then again I went to a much better school.
You see, this is all done to create the image of kind of a great genius mind when in fact Franco will do in his career exactly what it looks like he did in UCLA — get others to do his work and then take all the credit. Call me a hater or whatever — but what does it look like he did?
As soon as Hollywood found out that this dude was not Itlalian or Spanish, the doors flew open for him and now they are going to try to mold him into a goodlooking Orson Wells. Now I am certain that even a cretin could graduate from UCLA. Now he’s even teaching a class about himself — this is sickening and self-serving and shameless and —-blech I’m gonna puke.
You don’t learn to be a creative person — it’s not possible. You either are or you are not, and when this guy strolled in LaLa Land, his only talent was that he looked like James Dean — now he’s fucking Einstein — gimme a break already.
