I survived my first Cannes 08 hangover, and now have about 10 seconds to try and keep up with this daily blogging ambition I misguidedly started. Its rainy here, and today was a blur of headaches, the Palais basement and holding newspapers over my head as I ran from place to place. Most notable is last night, though, where I went to the Cannes Market opening party, a lavish event on the beach with crepe stations and lobster, and some very elaborate fireworks:
The event was sponsored by the Chinese Film board, complete with montages of Chinese films playing on big screens and a party soundtrack of Chinese film scores. The weirdest thing, though were these:
At every bar and food station. It was the only mention of the tragedy.. there were no suggestions of giving money, and it just seemed silly amid fireworks that must have cost thousands of dollars and free champagne by the hundreds of glass on tables all over. Im sure that all the people in China suffering from events unimaginable to the great majority of Cannes-goers appreciate such a ridiculously shallow gesture.