Film school can be such a drag – being forced to write papers on such subjects as "The Gaze-Object-Gaze Dialectic in Eisensteinian Russian Film", having to hear (again!) how Cahiers du Cinema changed the f-ing world, and, perhaps worst of all, having to sit next to the dude who still thinks Tarantino is God.
It’s a tough row to hoe, and at the end of the whole process the big budget project you’re most likely to produce is a huge pile of student loan debt. Still, it could be worse. You could be a student filmmaker in Iraq.