Nothing Left Un-cliched: The Yale Class History Video Ruins Yale
For those who don’t know his work, meet Kurt Schneider, ’09: Yale’s musicman. He’s the self-promoting mastermind behind the meteoric stardom of crooner Sam Tsui, as well as other Yale video mock-magnets. His specialty, which has earned him hundreds of thousands of tween fangirls on YouTube, is arranging fey covers of shitty pop songs and producing the living daylights out of them (see this Miley medley). As the man behind the epic success of Tsui and “That’s Why I Chose Yale,” he was well poised for his final, dastardly ploy: making sure that the last piece of multimedia his classmates will remember from their bright college years is his own. Kurt scored thousands of dollars of administration funding to write and direct The Yale Class History Video, played at Class Day in front of the entire school, as well as a gaggle of famous alumni and guests.
Basically, Kurt Schneider cursed his alma mater with “Nothing Left Unsaid”: a tweeny, uber-hetero, straight-to-DVD-esque love-story that happens to be set at Yale, but has absolutely nothing to do with it. It’s a cloying carnival of cliche, with more faux-sentimentality than you can shake a pair Traveling Pants at, all punctuated by a tinkly piano/violin medley that sound likes the background music of a Tide commercial. Schmaltzy, saccharine, soulless, sanitized: fuck alliteration, it’s just shitty. It’s your beloved couch-humping dog after being neutered. Oh, and it’s got 353,566 views. Excuse the imbroglio; not since “That’s Why I Chose to Ram a Soldering Iron into my Ears” has IvyGate been this terrified by a Yale video.
It starts with two friends: Carter, a well-meaning, wholesome Yale senior (read: pussy) and the other, Dave, a contrived comic foil that’s about as funny as a Turkish flotilla. Hollow but pretty stock-characters start us off on our journey to Nickelodeon-ville with lines like,
Carter: I can’t believe you wore that jungle safari outfit.Dave: I told you, it’s a rainforest exploration suit!
So, Carter has a Yale bucket-list (cliche #1), one of which includes nature exploration (cliche #2). He also has a gorgeous girl on his mind — Katie, another senior — that is denied personhood beyond object-of-desire status (cliche #3, and Yale women scoring yet another victory). Wait a second, now that I think about it, the only other woman in this Class History Video is a one-liner pretentious egghead than gets shot down in class section…
Okay, well, moving on… The trio hike up to a cliff-face overlooking the slums of New Haven, where a willowy, and possibly-high Katie stares out agog:
Wow, you can see everything out here… It’s like a city of fireflies. (cliche #4… oof)
But no words can really do justice to what follows (brace yourself and just watch 3:36, barf bag at the ready). Katie, now apparently Natalie Portman in Garden State, leans over to Carter:
Katie: Hey… do you want to scream?Carter: What, why?Katie: Don’t you feel sometimes you just wanna… yell out… at the whole world?Carter: Um, sure, after you.
So — apparently jonesing far too hard for the D — Katie has managed to up the schmaltz to Letters to Juliet level, blatantly plagiarize a Zach Braff movie, and deliver cliche numero cinco (#5, Frenchies). And then, quoth she, this whisper-bomb:
Katie: How about with you?
They scream out over the homeless people, drug-dealers, and Yale students hoping in vain for a cool, fun graduation, and Carter slinks his arm around her. A puppy dies somewhere. “That was fun!” says Carter. No. No it fucking wasn’t.
Now I’m just upset. Well, anyway, there’s an unfunny interlude with a wasted (that is, poorly utilized) Prof. Murray Biggs — hell, all the talented people in this movie were wasted, all of them! — and then, goddamnit, Carter and Katie are throwing books off a building (cliche #6). In the market for soulless, heavy-handed expressions of youth and faux-life-affirming-Romanticism: you know, like, skateboarders and breakdancers on McDonald’s packages, Edward Sharpe in sexting ads, and Coca-Cola “Open Happiness” propaganda? Schneider’s got you covered. Then this:
Carter: Alright, ready to toss some stuff? 1… 2…*Katie, ever the free-fucking-spirit, throws the books.*Carter: Couldn’t just wait till three?Katie: Why does everyone always wait till three?
Carter goes in for the kiss. A smaller puppy, along with an endangered sugar glider, dies somewhere.
Of course, Katie initially refuses Carter’s Mormon-esque advances because she doesn’t want to fall for someone so soon before graduation (cliche #6). Or because she’s a cock-tease. Either way, Carter temporarily gives up. But then his BFF secondary-character Dave (oh, he’s back) gives him a motivational speech about seizing the moment, inspiring him to, well, do so (cliche #7). The rest, as they say, is horrific. (9:04 onwards).
Carter tells Katie how he fucking feels.
Carter: You’re the coolest girl I’ve ever met.
Katie: You’re a little bit cool yourself.
4 hours agoWell done! Watched this so many times and have shared it over Facebook. Now, everyone I know is watching it!
Whatever Yale is, “Nothing Left Unsaid” ain’t it. It’s ABC Family. It’s Disney Channel. Hell, it’s the deformed, white-bread offspring of the two. It’s Bieber and Cyrus (note the haircuts). Also, note the incredible production values, the sheer, artificial “perfection” of it all, wrapped up with a tagline, a neat little bow, and yes, you’re hearing that right, a vomit-inducingly corny Sam Tsui ballad about graduating played over the credits.


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