Seven years go I attended the Cannes Film Festival for the first time. My then-employer was a major sponsor and each year there were a few tickets provided for employees. In most years the tickets were handed out after a ballot of interested parties - so there was little chance of winning - but this year the company decided to set up a blogging competition. I was one of the winners - and I haven't stopped yet.
The organising team were more keen to tell us about the logistics for the trip, but they could not answer my first question: what screening were we due to attend? So many films now regarded as masterpieces received their first screening at Cannes, but sadly what we saw was Les Chansons d'Amour:
I didn't manage to find a single review of it and inevitably it did not feature in any of the awards.
I still read all the reviews from Cannes avidly, and sometimes enjoy a good review of a bad film rather than a rave about a masterpiece. This year Peter Bradshaw's description of Grace of Monaco featuring performances so wooden that they were a fire risk made me laugh our loud several times:
http://www.theguardian.com/film/2014/may/14/grace-of-monaco-cannes-review-nicole-kidman
The organising team were more keen to tell us about the logistics for the trip, but they could not answer my first question: what screening were we due to attend? So many films now regarded as masterpieces received their first screening at Cannes, but sadly what we saw was Les Chansons d'Amour:
I didn't manage to find a single review of it and inevitably it did not feature in any of the awards.
I still read all the reviews from Cannes avidly, and sometimes enjoy a good review of a bad film rather than a rave about a masterpiece. This year Peter Bradshaw's description of Grace of Monaco featuring performances so wooden that they were a fire risk made me laugh our loud several times:
http://www.theguardian.com/film/2014/may/14/grace-of-monaco-cannes-review-nicole-kidman
