Once upon a time, Swinburne Film and Television School trained filmmakers as an offshoot of the state education department. Racked with poverty, it trained a generation of filmmakers in the disciplines of poverty and the combined virtues and vices of in-your-face auteurism.
Then visionaries figured it needed to be part of the federal funding system, and organised to transfer it to the Victorian College of the Arts, along with the other dancers, actors and musicians fanatically dedicated to the arcana of their practical craft, at the highest level they could manage.
