Menu
It's Sunday and time for the repeats. They are all lined up like superheroes, Loach vs Salles, Audiard vs Haneke. It's quite difficult to decide what to watch and I keep changing my mind.
I am very impressed by our flat which is the nicest place I've ever stayed in about 15 years - it's bigger than my kitchen for a start. Even more impressively, it's 2 mins from the boulangerie which means you can collect a pain au chocolat on the way to the Palais. I think they should put that in the marketing blurb.
Hoorah! it's not raining, it is in fact quite sunny but true to form, despite the best efforts of Simon to get me a golden ticket for Cronenberg's Cosmopolis they won't let me, or the 100 or so other people at the tail end of the queue, into the screening.
Amazingly after 2 hours sleep we make it to the 8.30am competition screening of The Paperboy. It's a testament to how engaging the film is that none of us doze off, even for a second.
We get up bright and early to try and catch a 9am screening in Director's fortnight. We manage to make it out of the flat by 7.30am so I'm hoping that will be enough queuing time.
Vitamined up, I have time for one more film before catching the bus to the airport.
My very first time in Cannes and to say I'm a little excited to be here is a big understatement. I'm very lucky to have my colleague Becky as my guide, she's full of beans for the festival, has glorious skills and know-how when it comes to planning a full day of films - plus it's a joy to have a companion for the long queues and umbrella-holding duty!
On the internet bright and early we unfortunately missed out on tickets to the Walter Salles film On The Road but we did manage to get some for Holy Motors, an intriguing sounding film by Leos Carax.
I feel deeply guilty for complaining about a little rain during the next film. La Pirogue is a hard-hitting story about people from Senegal who try their luck crossing the seas to Spain in a rudimentary wooden fishing boat. As expected, much peril awaits.
After a mad dash to Gatwick with the Victoria line suspended, my colleague Sarah and I finally made it to Cannes.
We’re always open to receiving pitches for our blog. If you have an idea for an article, please read our guidelines.
Sign up to our mailing list to receive our latest blog posts directly to your inbox.
Our website uses cookies. This is so we can analyse how people use the website and improve it, and to optimise your experience. For more details see our privacy policy.
