All great movies -- and great movie endings -- stay in our memories as normal or indifferent ones never could. They're like great taglines -- their strength lies in the very fact that we can't forget them.
In anticipation of 12/21/12, this past year saw a return of the doomsday film. Melancholia was an okay end-of-the-world movie, but for this fan, it was not a very good Lars Von Trier film. Perhaps a third viewing is in order.
Is the gal or guy who perennially mopes in the cubicle nearby someone who might actually be an asset? At work, it's entirely possible that person who's depressed can indeed bring balance and a sense of realism to the proceedings.
Every time you look, a new film festival has surfaced, both here and abroad. In fact, year-round you could just surf one fest to the next, without missing a beat. Given this daunting surfeit, what makes the Hamptons International Film Festival zoom to the forefront?