Well: It’s all done. It’s over. That’s all, folks, ’til next year, and so on and so forth, et cetera. Independent Film Festival Boston 2017 is in the books, and while yes, the event was terrific, I must now endure the post-fest doldrums until about June or so (as one whole month is about the length of time required to get over my melancholy at the festival’s passing). But not you! No, lucky you, you get to experience IFFBoston ’17 through my eyes and via my words, found at Paste Magazine, like that’s not the normal thing that happens.