New York Film Festival 64 Round-Up
I tend to overeat; my eyes are bigger than my stomach. I cave to the same overindulgence when it comes to movies, too: if presented the opportunity, I will rot in a chair for an entire day, soaking in what's on the screen. A film festival is a veritable buffet in this regard--movie after movie after movie after movie--and by the time you read this, the New York Film Festival has screened over a hundred of them. But many movies—NAZA, Tender Loving Care, and Once Upon a Time in Harlem, to name but a few—will remain undiscussed in this corner of the woods for the time being because of other commitments. Yet the time constraints imposed by these obligations also offered a silver lining: I got to see some movies I otherwise wouldn’t have sought out, and I got the time to actually reflect on what I saw.
In the New York Film Festival's three weeks of screenings I met many colleagues, dashed from Lincoln Center to the train to make it to my day job on time (I have a galaxy-shaped-and-colored bruise as the result of a subway stumble to prove it), and sustained myself on PB&J and PopTarts because there's no way in hell I'd pay $20 for a lunch box on the Upper West Side. I also saw some good movies, some pretty bad ones, and a couple of bona fide classics in the making. It was a wild, invigorating, at times exhausting experience, and I'm grateful to have had the chance to participate. Below, I've compiled all of my writing on the festival, including a podcast appearance.











