While I am getting ready to immerse myself in Rotterdam and Berlin for lllllllllllllll [GODDAMMIT! My fucking “L” key has come loose and it’s making me fucking nuts! Please excuse any extra L’s you might see in my copy.] Anyway, as I was saying, while I used to be a regular at the disturbingly effective mixture of fantastic indie film, hype, commerce and bimbo trust fund whores that is the Sundance Film Festival, I have, at least for the time being, abandoned Park City. However, many other fine journalists of varying experience and style are at this very second explaining to the doorman at Zoom that they really are on the list for the Cinetic Media party and that John Sloss would be very angry indeed, should he hear of their mistreatment.