- 15 Jun 10
Hollywood craziness, celeb culture gone mad and Gallic joie de vivre collide head on at the CANNES FILM FESTIVAL. Tara Brady reports from the frontline of one of the most bizarre events in the entertainment calendar.
It’s impossible to think about the Cannes Film Festival without conjuring images of 1968, of leftist fervour, of revolutionary rallies: “Sur les paves, la plage” and all that. Today, there are few traces of Marxist ideology left around the French Riviera. Sure, I happen on several union marches and the inevitably titled new film from Jean Luc Godard, Film Socialisme, featured as part of the festival’s Un Certain Regard, is jollied along by righteous anti-Capitalist indignation. But mostly, it’s awfully hard to feel like a good comrade in the city by the sea.