Readers, January is almost over – and what a miserable year it’s been.

Over at my weekly newsletter, the Carnival of Fools, I’ve taken to ending December with my “Year in Review,” a trawl through the seriocomic destruction of the immediate past. Up until now, space concerns have required it to be divided in half; in a world where film students apparently can no longer sit still long enough to actually watch films, I well........

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