By: Kelly Tang
I wasn’t a film student — and honestly, I’m still not sure I am. But somehow, through a combination of curiosity, chaos, and a questionable number of add/drop forms, I ended up with a film minor. And now, here I am in my last semester at BU, wondering how time moved faster than a jump cut.
Looking back, taking that Intro to Film class might have been one of the best decisions I’ve ever made (right up there with choosing curly fries over regular). I’m a storyteller at heart — and what better place for a storyteller than COM, where the whole mission is literally to communicate something?
It all started with FT201: Screen Language. Since then, my passion for storytelling has only grown, and I realized that film and television hold a permanent residence in my heart — rent-free.
Was I terrified of making films? Absolutely. Borrowing equipment? Scary. Casting? Stressful. Editing? A crime against my sleep schedule. Every step felt like climbing Mount Doom with a tripod.
But was it actually that scary?
Spoiler alert: Nope.
Once I actually did it, I found it exhilarating. I made some of my best friends during shoots, and directing taught me that sometimes, the unplanned moments make the best scenes. Life’s kind of the same — I used to think every moment needed to be storyboarded in advance, but turns out, improvising works just fine too.
That intro class sparked something deeper — a love for film studies, especially horror (yes, the genre that forces you to sleep with a nightlight after class). Last summer, I took a horror film course with Professor John Hall. It was thrilling, terrifying, and oddly therapeutic. He made sure every voice was heard, even when we weren’t sure what we were saying. If you were lost, he’d meet you where you were and guide you like a final girl surviving the third act.
This semester, I’m in East Asian Cinema, learning about my own culture — but through the lens of another country. And once again, Professor Hall’s teaching is top-tier. The discussions? Electric. The class energy? Chef’s kiss.
Beyond Professor Hall, the entire film department is filled with amazing humans who’ve taught me more than just camera angles — they’ve taught me about life. They’re professors, mentors, role models, and occasional emotional support providers during finals week.
Every class with them has reminded me why I chose COM.
To all the future Terriers — your adventure is about to begin. Buckle up, bring snacks, and don’t be afraid to chase what excites (or scares) you.
Congrats on getting into Boston University — now go make something awesome. ��✨