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So does the Short Attention Span Film & Video Festival ruin the thrill of the opening-credits popcorn run? Or, more important, make the hour-in restroom dash less or more challenging? You know what I’m talking about. Robert De Niro or Meryl Streep or Liam Neeson is heading toward some pivotal plot twist, but you just can’t hold it any longer. If you’re seated on or near the aisle, you can make a quick turn and get away up the carpet. But Lord help you if you’re in the middle or on a deadend: You have to suffer the bulging, hairy, sweaty leg wrath of your camel-like aislemates as you whisper, “Excuse me. Sorry. I really gotta go.” The agony! And there’s the flurry of shushing when you ask what you missed upon your return. But in tonight’s Short Attention Span screening, all 62 films are two minutes or under. Got the munchies? Just skip Curse of the New Age Buddhist. Bladder filled up? Miss the opening credits, plot development, and the whole kit and caboodle of Buena Vista Fight Club. OK, Silenafrin, Berzerkadryl 1044mg, and Pond don’t sound as engaging as Schindler’s List or Die Hard, but something like Doin’ the Cockroach, Cop Favorites, or My Penis and My Social Security # might be showing the very next minute. Spring for the extra-large tub of popcorn and settle in for some quickies at 8 p.m. at the Lucky Bar, 1221 Connecticut Ave. NW. $2-$5. (202) 736-1732. (Elissa Silverman) NOTE: THESE ARE UNCORRECTED. PLEASE SEE GREENS AND LASERS FOR CORRECTIONS.