I used to brag about the day in 1988 or 1989, when I managed to see six films in one day – a blend of press and public screenings – at the Toronto International Film Festival.

It was a feat of stamina (at a much younger age), but also one of logistics: running from theater to theater, beating traffic and crowds (though it was mostly centralized at theaters in Toronto’s Yorkville neighborhood).

If not for some connectivity issues at my hotel – which prevented me from posting my report about Sunday’s films before I had to leave for my first screening of the day – I might have matched that on Monday. Instead, I ended the day after five films (still not a bad total), having taken a break mid-afternoon to walk back to my hotel to post my piece. The buzz on the film I meant to see – something called “Arthur Newman” – was not good, but still … (More…)