All TIFF'ed out in the second-best row

Second to last lineup for this year's TIFF. I've seen 11 movies in eight days.

With one more tomorrow back here at AMC. Tonight, I'm seeing Colour of the Ocean at a 9 p.m. screening.

People here are patiently waiting munching on pretzels, and emailing or texting on their smartphones. Some chat about movies; others have a glazed, seen-too-many-movies look. A man and woman hug and kiss near the back of the line.

Think I'm movied-TIFFed out.

Plots of movies are all blurring together, as are lineups. Feel like I have spent the past eight days in a never ending, perpetually moving line.

And then suddenly a TIFF volunteer shouts above the din to alert us that it's time to enter the cinema. Finally in and the chaos of finding seats begins. 

"Is that seat free?" asks one fan to other movie goers in the row ahead of me. They say it is. He makes himself at home and sits happily.

"This is the best row " he tells them.

Hmm, if only I'd known. Too late for me to move. Guess I'm stuck in second-best row - just behind the best.

-- Debra Black