In a quiet post-Oscar week, Austria's The Counterfeiters (Sony Pictures Classics), winner of the Academy Award for Best Foreign Language Film, kept its position at the top of the charts, earning $10,050 per screen at 18 locations, according to estimates compiled by Leonard Klady at Movie City News. Klady noted that the film "doubled its playdates and box office but appears short of the commercial traction (or social vibrancy) of last year's triumphant The Lives of Others."

Chop Shop (Koch Lorber) performed very nicely at its single-theater engagement in New York City's Film Forum, grossing $8,900. Kim Voynar described it as one of her favorite films from last year's festival circuit; filmmaker Ramin Bahrani (Man Push Cart) follows a 12-year-old orphan struggling to survive on the mean streets of New York. Chop Shop continues its run at Film Forum through March 11.

Other new indie releases struggled to find audiences. Chicago 10 (Roadside Attractions), "appreciable as one of the most creative and entertaining documentary films in years," did the best, pulling in $3,030 per-screen at 14 locations. Playing on 75 screens, City of Men (Miramax), "neither as stylistically fresh nor as powerfully raw as City of God," scratched out $1,570 per engagement, while Bonneville (SenArts), "a road trip movie for spunky older chicks" starring Kathy Bates, Joan Allen and Jessica Lange, and Romulus, My Father (Magnolia Pictures), "an incredibly slow-paced film that relies on the strength of its actors to thrive" starring Eric Bana, trailed behind, earning $1,410 and $1,070 per screen, respectively, in limited engagements.

The big screen is about to get a taste of (more) war and dysfunction:

• In the wake of guns, redaction, and other war films, we're about to get a taste of some military scrubs. The Hollywood Reporter has announced that Oscar winner Terry Sanders' latest documentary, Fighting for Life, has been picked up by Truly Indie for a US theatrical release. The doc focuses on three interweaving stories -- the doctors/nurses/medics who work in Iraq, wounded fighters, and USU med students aiming to become military doctors. Sanders has been at this for eons -- he won his first Oscar in 1955 for the short A Time Out of War. If experience is any indication, this should be a notable film to check out. Truly Indie will get the documentary in theaters this March.
• During TIFF, I got to see and review Richard Roxburgh's feature directorial debut, Romulus, My Father -- a slow, albeit decent family drama. The film is based on the memoir by writer Raimond Gaita, and covers his young life as his dedicated father (Eric Bana) struggles to be a good father to him while his mother (Franka Potente) does all she can to flee from the responsibility of motherly duty. Now Variety reports that Magnolia Pictures has nabbed distribution rights to the Australian drama. Prexy Eamonn Bowles says: "Eric Bana is a great actor, and this was a great performance from him; I think people will respond to it very strongly." While the film will hit the big screen at some point, it seems, Magnolia is planning to first release it to lucky HDNet Ultra VOD subscribers first.

Like any fun but exhausting activity, you're anxious for it to be over, but then you miss it when it is. In what seemed like a blink of the eye, TIFF 2007 has wrapped. Eastern Promises nabbed the People's Choice prize, and the wonderful My Winnipeg grabbed top Canadian honors. (Rejoice!) But there was still lots of fun, great films, and some fest craziness that came before the awards were handed out.

My favorite story from TIFF came from a friend who had gone to see Starting Out in the Evening. She loved the film, and said that the end had made her teary-eyed. Impressed with Frank Langella's performance, she walked up to him as she was leaving the theater and told him so. "Are you crying?" he asked, and then wiped her tears away. That Frank is a slick, slick man.

On Wednesday, The Last Lear Q&A with Rituparno Ghosh was cut short when someone pulled the fire alarm. As is usually the case when the bell starts ringing, everyone ignored it and we continued the discussion. (How often do people actually pay attention to those things from the get-go?) Then, mid-sentence, Ghosh was cut short and we were told to exit the theater immediately, because it wasn't a drill as they initially assumed. Whoops. At least it didn't happen during the film. Pisay, on the other hand, had a few technical problems -- thankfully, it was a digital screening, so we didn't end up missing anything.

Simple and understated, Romulus, My Father begins with Romulus Gaita (Eric Bana) and his son, Raimond (Kodi Smit-McPhee). A light bulb sways in the black of night, and the father attempts to teach his son about life. He is holding a handful of still and lifeless wasps. As the warmth of the light passes over them, they stir, and he brings the insects back to life in front of the amazed eyes of Raimond. The lesson is simple: with warmth, life will thrive. It is an ideal that the elder Gaita models his life upon, and while it continues to fail him in his own life, he is fueled by Raimond taking the lesson to heart.

Coming from Raimond Gaita's noted memoir, Romulus, My Father follows the writer's young life in 1960's Australia. His family has emigrated from Eastern Europe, and now find their life divided. Father and son live alone in the country, receiving only sporadic visits from unreliable wife and mother Christina (Franka Potente). Romulus allows this because he loves Christina, and believes that she needs him. Raimond is an ideal kid, one who remains optimistic and loving in the shadow of his mother's absence. It is, however, an optimism that is continually challenged as his father is beaten by the hardships that life hurls at him time and time again.

If there is one thing that always makes the TIFF season a little bit sweeter, it is John Sayles. Since I started going to the fest in 2003, I've seen his adoption drama Casa de los babys and then his Dubya-metaphor political mystery -- Silver City. The film gave Danny Huston some excellent screen-time (while robbing him appropriate props on the DVD), and had an ironic screening at TIFF, when a horde of gold and platinum card-holding patrons gained advanced entry.

Now the festival is sharing its latest batch of films to be screened, and Sayles' next film, Honeydripper, leads the pack. (We last mentioned the film when Jessica Barnes posted about the its production wrap.) Always managing to keep things fresh, this latest film is about a "down-on-his-luck Southern juke joint owner who recruits a talented drifter to help revive his club." It stars Danny Glover, and has other big names in the cast like Lisa Gay Hamilton, Charles S. Dutton and Stacy Keach.

The other films on the list aren't too shabby either. There's The Girl in the Park, David Auburn's drama starring Sigourney Weaver and Kate Bosworth, which is about a woman who never gets over the disappearance of her three-year-old daughter, and the young woman she comes across years later, who she hopes is her daughter. On a lighter note, there's Ryan Gosling's latest film -- Lars and the Real Girl, which is a film about a strange man who falls for a life-size doll. (will doll shenanigans be next in the wave of boundary-breaking cinematic sex?!)

Then we can jump back into drama with Helen Hunt's directorial debut -- Then She Found Me -- about an adopted woman in crisis. While trying to have a baby, the woman's marriage crumbles, her adoptive mom dies and then her birth mom pops up -- and it has a rather interesting cast of Hunt, Colin Firth, Bette Midler and Matthew Broderick. Lastly, there's Richard Roxburgh's Romulus, My Father -- the Nick Drake-adapted Raimond Gaita memoir starring Eric Bana and Franka Potente. I think it's time to invest in some No-Doze or get some Clockwork eye-openers if the rest of the film list is half as tasty as what they've already listed.