Prior obligations preclude me from attending this year's IFFBoston, which is a real bummer (along those lines, they also precluded me from attending the Nashville Film Festival, which is also a real bummer). That said, I can personally vouch for Adam Roffman and Jason Redmond's increasingly awesomer and awesomer festival, and I can especially vouch for this year's lineup, which has too many good films to even begin to single out. Go to their website to see for yourself, and if you're anywhere near Boston, check it out. As for you New Yorkers, get your asses to Canal Street to catch a Chinatown bus up to Boston to have a ridiculously fun weekend of cinema and debauchery.
I really wish I could be there to bask in the IFFBoston glory for the third year in a row, but such is life. Could somebody--check that, everybody--do me a favor? When you're at Redbones (and if you aren't there at least twice a day then you are a wack sissy), please eat a bite of mac-and-cheese and fried okra and some form of delicious meat in my honor. I'll love you forever. (Seriously, that place makes me moan just thinking about it.)