Okay, so I just made it through my sophomore year of college. Finals unfortunately took me away from Flickchart for the last three weeks or so. It was either procrastinate on Flickchart, or do my darnedest to maintain that lame but necessary “C” in my last math class ever. To say that this past semester has been a roller-coaster of emotions would be an understatement. Between projects failing and biased English professors, I was pretty much an emotional wreck. But my refuge was the class that introduced to me to The New French Extreme (or the new Cinema of French Extremity).