Hey kids: I’m off to read, bemoan my fate, and commiserate with my cat for about ten days. (Geez, I just mentioned my cat again. I can’t be stopped. Please, will no one hear my cry for help?) But read my Weekend Out picks this Wednesday, May 27. I couldn’t leave you for an entire week without mouthing off at least once to let you know what’s out there. I’ll be back again on Wednesday, June 3 and ready to rumble—and chances are good you’ll run into me at the film festival until then. In the meantime, don’t see anything I wouldn’t see. And don’t even think about leaving me. I’ll go full Fatal Attraction on you.