Festival Fatigue

I've hit the wall. I don't feel like seeing another movie this week --though I hope to recover in time for maybe one more documentary and Spider-Man 3 post-fest. This happens (at least to me) at every film festival: they're one of a kind experiences and each is as individual as its possible to be whilst basically composed of the same activity... but they're exhausting. The IIFF closing party is tomorrow night: we pass out the awards, drink, make merry and then I'm outta here. Indy's festival runners have been very kind to me but boy am I missing New York. My city is like a drug and withdrawal has hit.