Or I’m just being optimistic. It happens! But I’m not sure. I could try to say that I’ve been missing all week because I’ve been morning that Arrested Development news, but that would be a lie. I’m trying to focus this weekend on getting a few personal posts that I feel somewhat compelled to write out there and then returning to the only reason any of you likely ever come here anyway: to read the blathering inanities of someone too consumed with film and TV, and then probably to say to your screen, “What an idiot!”
Nevertheless, I persist, and I’m going to really try to get back into the full swing of things by next week. You know the adage (is it actually one?) that if your living and work spaces are disorganized, you’re likely disorganized too? Well, that’s where my head is. I’ve moved but I haven’t settled. I’ve got a ton to do in my apartment, and I’ve been a bit lazy in actually doing it, although in part because of my preoccupation with finding some income. Silly me.
Anyway, in the midst of it all, there was a Gothamist post put up yesterday. “Weekend Movies” it’s called because I personally feel it’s becoming less and less of a “guide,” but that’s OK. I’m adjusting, I suppose, and as I haven’t had a ton of time (or haven’t made a lot of time) to put a ton of effort into it, while I cut some things out to keep it a bit shorter this week, I still didn’t write everything I otherwise would have anyway.
My “pick” over there this week is tonight’s edition of the annual Asbury Shorts New York program at the French Institute. There are some really interesting short films on the program, and if you have nothing to do tonight, you might want to consider checking it out.
Not in the Gothamist post, however, are a few things I wanted to make note of. For example, also opening this week is Breakfast on Pluto from director Neil Jordan. I saw it at the New York Film Festival and was slightly disappointed. (Here’s my review at Gothamist.)
Also, for anyone who cares, Universal is rereleasing Cinderella Man with ads stating “Rediscover Cinderella Man.” But since very few people “discovered” it the first time (hence this rerelease to try to keep it in Awards voters’ minds), is there any “re-” involved?
And finally, it seems like every week there’s another “film festival” in New York. This weekend there are two: The Big Apple Film Festival opened yesterday and runs through tomorrow at Anthology Film Archives. It’s cosponsored by IFP/NY and Filmmaker Magazine and in its second year. Who knew? Not I, somehow, and I’m an IFP member!
Meanwhile over in Astoria is the third edition of The Queens International Film Festival, which also opened yesterday but runs through the end of the weekend. Like Big Apple, I don’t really know much about either festival and I don’t think I’ll have time to visit either this weekend, but both are independent festivals doing their best to showcase new work you might not see elsewhere, and usually, somewhere within that morass, you might find something good.
Out of Focus 
It never ceases to amaze me that the man who gave us the worse-than-god-awful Romper Stomper in a Boxing Ring is also (somewhat) responsible for Arrested Development.
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