Holy crap, Variety canned Todd McCarthy. Boy, I'm glad I didn't spring for a subscription after they put up the pay wall. Not that McCarthy was the only reason to read the trade, but, you know, he was a bulwark, kind of; a representation of the paper's verities, which have been coming under some scrutiny in the wake of a missing-review debacle. McCarthy, aside from being a very fine and thoroughly knowledgeable critic, was kind of an axiom; this is a cost-cutting move that will likely backfire on the publication, because the more figures like McCarthy that Variety loses, the less claim the paper has in terms of actually standing for something. As for what this says about the ongoing Crisis In Film Criticism, well, we really don't have to go there. The only thing more depressing than who's losing positions is, frankly, who's getting them, but like I said, not going there.
Of course I extend my best thoughts and wishes to Todd, whose qualities as a person are every bit as admirable as his critical abilities.