My nice photograph of Faye Dunaway at Cannes
Okay it’s more a photo of a photo of Faye Dunway than a photo of Faye Dunaway. But there she is anyway. The real Ms Dunaway was present at the launch as well. But I don’t have sufficiently pointy elbows …
Okay it’s more a photo of a photo of Faye Dunway than a photo of Faye Dunaway. But there she is anyway. The real Ms Dunaway was present at the launch as well. But I don’t have sufficiently pointy elbows to get close enough for a proper snap. At any rate, The Irish Times is back at Cannes. A few films have been seen. A few strong coffees have been knocked back. A few celebrities have been spotted. In between enjoying Woody Allen’s Midnight in Paris, which opened the festival, and not enjoying Julia Leigh’s Sleeping Beauty, which made me feel slightly sick, I stopped for a beverage on the balcony at the back of the Palais (the other side from this snap). Who was that figure being manoeuvred in a wheelchair from limousine to VIP entrance? Why, it was Mr Bernardo Bertolucci. The great man was receiving an honorary Palme d’Or and, happy to relate, despite his infirmity, he still seems in buoyant spirits.
Fights are already breaking out. Following that screening of the queasily erotic Sleeping Beauty — which would have been unreleasable if directed by a man — I saw Howard Feinstein, now with the Sarajevo Film Festival, berating some man who’d tried to defend it. “BUT IT’S SO PRETENTIOUS!” he bellowed. And icky. And boring. And mad.