A Fien Print announcement
The pre-holiday weekend news dump is a tradition for many industries. Wait until reporters are about to walk out the door for a necessary respite and then distribute that weak earnings summary or new series cancellation.
It's a rite that seems well worth honoring with my own announcement, which will surely be upstaged by a celebrity divorce or news about "Hannibal" or something:
July 8 -- that's next Wednesday for the arithmophobic amongst you -- will be my last day as Executive Editor and TV Blogger at HitFix.
Since months before HitFix officially launched in December 2008, I have been working seven days-a-week, 15 hours-a-day for the site and it has been an honor and a privilege to toil in the war-and-jeopardy-free trenches with this editorial team, especially fellow HitFix originals Drew McWeeny and Gregory Ellwood (plus Katie Hasty, who joined us in our very first year... But really the whole gang).
I don't have a long or complicated story here. You've seen "The Seven Year Itch." This was just time to walk over a subway grate. Or, alternatively, you own a computer or a smart phone, right? Sometimes you just need a factory reboot.
Some answers to what I assume will be frequently asked questions:
1) Although there's no paperwork in place, I expect that the Firewall & Iceberg Podcast (and periodic in-person video shows) will continue. Alan and I have been chums for -- Good Lord -- nearly 20 years now and we've engaged in rambling conversations about television for nearly as long. That's not going to change.
2) I'm not completely sure what comes next. I'm working without a net here, which is also what I did nearly seven years ago when HitFix started. The thing I do best is write. And I'm available. Let's talk!
3) My Twitter handle is going to change to @TheFienPrint, possibly by the time you read this post. I'll still be on Facebook at https://www.facebook.com/TheFienPrint. Expect updates.
4) No Comic-Con for me this year. I cannot, alas, get you into HitFix's party. I will not, thankfully, be begging you to bring me Diet Cokes at the back of Ballroom 20.
This isn't "good-bye" or even "good-bye for now" and since I have a number of set visits and long-range interviews that I did for HitFix, this isn't even "good-bye for here for now."
It's an announcement of an upcoming change.
In lieu, therefore, of satisfying closure, I leave you with the best last scene in movie history, from "I Am a Fugitive from a Chain Gang." I don't expect it to be predictive, but it doesn't get any better than this: