The night before the Toronto Film Festival begins and I'm back into my old routines; Checked in at the hotel, sushi with Holly as we map out each day of screenings and events, and now back in my room for a good night's sleep before the madness begins. As always, everything has been well-organized; From our on-time arrival into YYZ airport, to my luggage being the first piece on the conveyor belt (which is undoubtedly the first time that has ever happened to me) to the ever-efficient Industry check-in, things have been smooth sailing. Now, it's time to get some rest, to watch the rest of Anthony Adverse on TCM (oh, and To Sir, With Love is on next...how can I go to bed now?) and prepare for the five or six films a day that I'll be taking in. First up is the 9:00 am screening of Fatih Akin's The Edge Of Heaven, which I can't wait to see. But first, sleep. Sydney Poitier must wait for another day. A long day today, with longer days to follow.