Less Than Zero
Jones has a proud smirk on her face as she returns to the loft to tell the guys about her success at convincing a bunch of students that virginal Naomi is a big ho. The loft is chock full of paintings and sculptures and artwork, and I want to kick these twits out and live there. The three of them giggle at their success. Techno music plays as Travis looks through Jones's negatives and scans in her picture of Naomi into a computer. He makes good use of his PhotoShop utilities and prints out giant pictures of Naomi to play with, all for "art." He attaches her head to the top of that painting of Venus on the half-shell. Oil Derrick looks over all the Naomi crap Travis has got pasted everywhere and wonders how he's going to turn it in for a project. Well, the whole loft looks like an art gallery, anyway. Why not just have an opening and invite the professor? Travis whines that Oil Derrick thinks he's a freak. Dude, you are. Derrick praises his "art." He tells Travis that he knows he's confused and has doubts, but Picasso and Van Gogh had doubts, too, and that's what made them brilliant. Ugh -- I hate that method of trying to make somebody feel better by telling him that they have traits in common with somebody famous and successful. Picasso and Van Gogh frequently had to urinate, just like Travis. Maybe that made them brilliant. Or perhaps it was because their artwork didn't involve taking photographs by somebody else and pasting them on reproductions of paintings also by somebody else.
Elsewhere, two students (one of whom is the girl chastised by Professor Bogosian for thinking about her hair) are relating the gossip about Naomi as they climb some stairs in some college building. Their gossiping is cut off when they get to the top of the stairs and encounter Sheila and Naomi, who could hear what they were saying. Sheila gives the two girls a judgmental look, as if she had nothing to do with the spread of the rumor. Naomi runs off.