As it sometimes goes in a pandemic, for this year’s Sundance Film Festival, something lost meant something gained. What was lost was obvious: The ability to be in Park City, Utah, in person; the parties; the vibe; the communal audience experience. What was gained was glorious: The ability to watch a highly curated selection of world-premiere movies from the comfort of one’s home, as the festival moved to its own temporary streaming platform. I watched about a dozen of Sundance movies from my bed this year and I loved it. No lines. No anxiety about proper scheduling. No walkout shame if I realized a movie wasn’t for me and decided to stop watching. I loved it.