Despite the Sundance press pass hangup that I revealed three days ago, I’ve decided that I’m too enthralled with too many Sundance ’19 films to let this situation slide. For 25 years Sundance has been an annual shot in the arm for me — an event that saves me from the monotony of the Oscar race and gives me a few new films to focus on and perhaps derive excitement from. So I’m going to head up there and see what kind of tickets I can grub from publicists. Maybe I won’t see as many films as I’d like to, but at least I’ll be roaming around and giving it the old college try. I’m on the right side of this issue, and it just doesn’t feel right to lie down and acquiesce.