I’m no journalist. I mean, I have an English degree and boundless curiosity (before 7pm), but I don’t know the ins and outs and machinations of what it means to, uh, journal. So, when it comes to attending the Toronto International Film Festival I have to do it the old fashioned way: spending literally every cent I have to earn the right to attend screenings of semi-released movies that may or may not be any good. And it’s fun! In fact, it’s the thing I look forward to most every year. An opportunity to escape from my dull
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