Editor’s note: Sara Jackson, an IPFW student, is working at the Cannes Film Festival and will be reporting from there occasionally. At the time of this writing, it was about midnight Friday in Cannes, France.
Well, it’s the end of day three, and I’m pleased to say that I’m still standing. It’s been a bit dicey, what with three or fours hours of sleep each night being my average for the past week – but it’s been worth it.
On Thursday night, after getting a ticket at the last minute, I was able to attend a late-night Cannes Classics screening. While it was originally planned for the outdoor screen set up on the beach in Cannes, the weather necessitated a move to the Buñuel theatre, on the top floor of the Palais des Festivals.
Amusingly, the best way for me to get to the fifth floor of the Palais (or anywhere in the Palais, for that matter) from where I work is to enter through the Entrée des Artistes. This leads into the bowels of the building, where all of the corridors are lined with gas and water pipes.
Late at night, this area is typically fairly empty, ... unless the premiere screening of The Bling Ring has just ended. I was traveling at a relatively fast clip, fearing that I might be late, when I nearly crashed head-on into Emma Watson and her mother as they were departing through the Artistes entrance.
It’s always interesting to see celebrities in real life, because you can usually see through the carefully maintained image that they construct. Although surrounded by an entourage of impressive proportion, she seemed pretty down to earth.
Friday was a crazy day of many similar run-ins. I spent much of my day assisting with the ribbon-cutting ceremony at the American Pavilion, where our guests included Lars Ulrich (of Metallica fame) and former U.S. Sen. Christopher Dodd (now head of the Motion Picture Association of America).
After a members’ cocktail reception, once everything was settled, I took a break and went to the Marché du Film, the large exhibition hall behind the Palais where the international film market is located.
Because the International Village is constructed almost entirely on the beach, this happens to be the closest restroom to any of the tents where the various countries’ pavilions are located. On the way back, I spied Ryan Gosling, who was on his way back to his chauffeured vehicle from a press meet and greet. That brightened my day, for sure.
Well, it’s been a long and wonderful day, and it’s time to get some rest.
I have my fingers crossed to attend Saturday’s screening of the new Joss Whedon film of the Shakespeare play Much Ado About Nothing.
And, to assuage any suspicions, I can state for the record that I had nothing to do with the Chopard jewelry theft Thursday night.