Okay, Sundance... you win.

I am officially done with movies in Park City.  And I don't say that in a huffy "I'm taking my ball and going home" sort of way... just a realistic admission that it's 6:00 in the morning, I haven't slept, I'm flying in about seven hours, and I'm not going to that screening of "We Live In Public" at the Temple at 9:00 no matter how much I'd like to.

My last film seen this year is "Mystery Team," while my first was "Mary and Max," which seems by my recollection to have been something I saw about eleven years ago.

I've got about five more reviews written in my Moleskine I carried with me all week, and I'm going to work on getting those in the computer the moment I get home.  Typing on the laptop is a skill I haven't quite perfected yet (damn youse, thumbpad), and I have a plan for how I can keep the Sundance coverage flowing like water all weekend long as I catch up on all the reviews for all the films I've seen as well as interviews with Bill Hader and Kristen Wiig, Greg Mottola, and Bobcat Goldthwait.  It's going to be a flood of stuff, but that's the great thing about having been here this year... I'm set now, part of the conversation that starts every year at this time, something I haven't been for the last six or seven years, and I'm so pleased.  As we welcome new readers every day, I want you to feel secure in the idea that HitFix and Motion/Captured are going to be participants in the annual festival conversation, and this year is just the start of what we've got planned.

For now, I've got to close my eyes for three hours or so, and then get up and pack and get out of here.

Best part?  I get to hug my kids and my wife about 12 hours from now.  Man, I've been missing them this week.