Word - Filing

John Cusak's character applies for a filing job out of desperation. I can't help but associate this with the desperation most literary scholars feel when it comes to categorization of literature nd it's techniques. The article on Stein's piece from last week's class was a clear example of how the undefined is sought to be categorized. It makes more sense that way, apparently. 
In "Being John Malcovitch," very little of the story actually makes sense. It's difficult to classify it as being realistic or fantastical, comedy or drama, didactic or entertaining. The significance of the filing job serves to highlight the ridiculousness of attempting classify such a work as this. 

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