Woody Allen, New Yorker (one night only!)) (Photo: FSLC)

I am not too sure if it has anything to do with the general chaos of the holiday season, but all hell is breaking loose with film events around town. For starters, Gothamist's Aaron Dobbs has a preview of tonight's Woody Allen screening and discussion at Lincoln Center--which would have been your first chance to catch his new Match Point had it not sold out, like, immediately a month or so ago. In any case, if you happen to be among the lucky few who paid anywhere from $30-$100 for tickets, the rest of us would really appreciate it if you avoided the company line tomorrow telling us how the sleek romantic thriller is Allen's "return to form." We have Peter Biskind for that, after all. Use your imagination!

Similarly, we have the Village Voice and Roger Friedman to gang-blow David Cronenberg, although Dobbs notes that tickets are still available for tomorrow's Lincoln Center/Cronenberg panty party--the second such event in a month. And as though that were not enough evidence that New York film die-hards really do love their perverts, indieWIRE notes that John Cameron Mitchell is going to drop by IFC Center for this weekend's midnight screenings of Hedwig and the Angry Inch. Glam it up and win valuable prizes, theater reps say, while Mitchell also promises "some fun surprises" if you can stay awake.

Gasp! Are the first 10 minutes of Shortbus ready? Can we just download it on our iPods and save the $10? Think about it and get back to me. Or not.

Oh, and between now and then are the one and only Gotham Awards, set for Wednesday night at Chelsea Piers. I do not think IFP will let me make bets (or even attend, for that matter, but we shall see), but you cannot lose with the Keane crowd and Andrew Wagner. And I heard about some big, gay cowboy movie also in the running, but hey--this is New York. It can never hurt to go with the underdog.