En route to FL after three bone-chillingly feverish days back in Brooklyn. I haven't been this sick since last January, but this flu has laid me low, destroying my plans to get up to the Upper West Side and see There Will Be Blood while I was home. Now, I wait for the good folks at Paramount Vantage/ Miramax to realize that two screens in limited was a little bit of an underestimation ($90,000+ per screen average? Um, more screens, maybe?) and roll this movie out now, while the reviews, awards and accolades are fresh in America's minds. I'll have to see it in Sarasota. With my luck, it will come and go while I'm at Sundance. Sigh.
That said, I did have some interesting "cinematic" experiences this weekend, mostly in the form of fever-induced hallucinations while I made futile attempts to sleep. The best of the bunch? I woke up at 3:30 am and took a peek at the clock, and went back under the covers and immediately fell asleep. I began dreaming that each of my body's motions was connected to a specific function on the iPhone and that by tossing and turning I was simultaneously turning the phone on and off, browsing the web and making desperate telephone calls for help to Aston Villa owner Randy Lerner. This went on for what seemed to be hours, with me sweating and thrashing under the blankets, magically manipulating my iPhone (I don't own an iPhone, by the way) until I woke up and looked at the clock and it was 3:33 am. Three minutes had passed. It was that kind of weekend.
I plan on buckling down in Sarasota in the coming weeks, but I do plan on offering a summary of some of my favorite cinematic moments from 2007. I did get a chance to submit a Top Ten to indieWIRE (thanks for asking, Eug!), but I want to flesh things out in terms of my year at the movies. It's always fun to draw a line in the sand and take note, before the flood of new experiences washes away the relative immediacy of the old. Keep an eye out for that soon.
Plane is boarding now. Happy New Year all and I'll check in with you in 2008.