I'm proud, and honored, to be able to call Kent Jones a friend, and I was shaken and concerned to receive word from him Tuesday evening that he had resigned from his position at the Film Society of Lincoln Center, where he served as associate director of programming and Editor-at-Large for Film Comment. It's a profound loss for the Film Society, where he brought passion, innovation, a deep affinity for filmmakers, and so much more.
Ah, well. As our mutual friend Nathan Lee notes on a social networking site, Kent "will shine bright at whatever he does next." After tendering his resignation, Kent flew off to Vienna, to present his exemplary documentary Val Lewton: Man In The Shadows there. While there may be no more Kent Jones at FSLC, there will, I sincerely hope, be more films by Kent Jones, and soon.
As for where this leaves the Film Society, well, one is loath to get either too necessarily cryptic and/or too inside baseball. I think my headline pretty much sums it up, at least for now.
UPDATE: I just heard from Film Comment Editor Gavin Smith, who assures me—and would like to assure all of you—that Kent will continue to contribute to Film Comment, where Gavin says they intend to "continue publishing as much writing as Kent can produce." Kent's title of "Editor-at-Large" may have to change, but he'll continue to be on the publication's masthead. So there's some silver lining for us.
FURTHER UPDATE: As this is quite possibly one of the least enjoyable posts I've ever put up, I feel compelled to provide some entertainment/uplift value by, yes, inviting you to enjoy the Grand Funk Railroad tune that inspired the title of the post. It really is a cherry track, as are so many other Grand Funk tunes.... but we can discuss all this some other time.