The Sundance Film Festival is in full swing, and my brother Bill is there to take it all in.

He’s been going there for years, in his role as head of New York’s New Festival. This year, though, he’s gotten himself on the inside of Sundance, as demonstrated by his capsule review of Wordplay.

It could have been a somewhat higher-profile flick. I mean, a quirky little biodoc on the New York Times’ crossword editor? Total obituary material. But hey, it is part of Sundance.

Hope you’re having a blast in Park City, pal. And if you get a chance, blog something about it. After all, this year, it’s the cool thing to do.

When “The Daly Planet” was announced, I predicted it would be a monster hit.

Well, the review is in, and it looks like neither John Daly nor The Golf Channel know how to work the reality TV angle:

What Daly needs for a successful reality show - even if it isn’t what Daly needs to maintain his sanity and career - is a crazy, camera-hogging family, an obnoxious agent, maybe a Tin Cup-like performance in a big event.

But this is the Golf Channel, not Bravo. If Daly has any of these to offer fans of reality TV, the producers didn’t let us see it. But in this episode, there wasn’t much to offer golf fans either.

Like I said before: Too bad Daly’s not still drinking. It would beat watching him try to launch golfballs over Niagara Falls.