Keeping Abreast

Saw “Where the Truth Lies” (starring Kevin Bacon and Colin Firth) last night. This is not a review site, so I will refrain from giving you my opinion, but the experience deserves to be documented.

When you see a film at the Grand Palais, you MUST wear black tie, or they do not allow you in - and then they insult you in French.  Assuming you are properly attired, you walk the red carpet and feel very small, what with all the people hanging out of buildings across the street and the photogs sneering at you because you're blocking their shot of Eva Longoria (why she's here, is beyond me).

See some photos from yesterday's Cannes red carpet @ Cannes Red Carpet.

Once inside, you see that all of the arrivals are being filmed for display on the HUGE screen inside the theater, so the patrons can watch the stars arrive.  Before the film starts (always late), the audience sits there in their evening wear - all of them making snide comments on the people walking in behind them.  It's surreal, and makes you wonder if you picked your nose on your walk up (at least it made me wonder that).

As we sat there, making fun of the fashionistas, Sophie Marceau, a young french actress (Anthony Zimmer, Alex & Emma, The World Is Not Enough) strolled up the red carpet, charming the paparazzi.  As she twirled to face another flock of cameras, her dress strap slipped off her shoulder, and there was her right breast - ten feet tall on the screen for everyone to see.  The crowd outside barely blinked and Melle Marceau kept strolling like nothing happened - ah the French.

However, when she arrived inside the massive Palais Theatre, she received a bigger ovation than the film's stars - and much more applause than the film itself elicited or deserved (there's a review for you). 

Makes me curious for my second day...

Au revoir.

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