Day: May 20, 2025

We all know the French are seemingly attached to smoking, but even in Paris there’s a lot less of it than, say, 20 or 30 years ago. It’s nonetheless striking how many festivalgoers this year are lighting up all over the place. Are they chipping because they’re here and it’s community party time so what the hell? Mainly young people because they think themselves bulletproof, but dudes of all ages, it seems.

Posted on 11.30.08: “You have to smoke in movies like you don’t give a damn, like you don’t need it, like you don’t care one way or the other if you have any on you, like your Zen-ness is rooted in your soul and not in the way you look when you light up, you desperate asshole.

“Once an actor looks as if he anxiously wants or needs a smoke to stabilize or enhance his currency with an audience, he’s a dead man. Once an actor pulls out a cigarette in order to have something to do during a scene (and you can always spot actors who do this), the man has permanently surrendered his cool. He’s finished, discredited.”

Thomas Ngojil‘s Untamable (Quinzaine des Realisateurs / Director’s Fortnight) is aces. Ngojil directs and stars in a solid, tight, straightforward ensemble drama about Billong, a strictly moral, highly intelligent and demanding detective who not only plays it rough, tough and judgmental on the job, but also at home with his wife and five or six kids.  

It’s basically a character study with a murder investigation (a fellow investigator shot in the back) driving the narrative.

Set in relatively poor, unpaved, hand-to-mouth Yaounde, Cameroon, which is fascinating, Untamable is rigorous, well-honed and 100% believable. Ii is unquestionably one of the three best films I’ve seen here so far, and I haven’t yet seen Jafar Panahi‘s It Was Just An Accident (or A Simple Accident), which is currently seen as a likely Palme d’Or winner.

And then there’s Joachim Trier‘s Sentimental Value, which I’m seeing tonight (Wednesday) at 10:30 pm.

I dropped the ball in attempting to reserve my press seat for Scarlett Johansson‘s Eleanor the Great. Woke up a bit late (7:15 am), jumped in the shower before initiating the process…too late.

My only recourse during this afternoon’s rainstorm was to wait in the last-minute, badge-only line. Better luck next time.

And then, determined to be the mouse who doesn’t quit, I Ubered over to Cannes La Bocca to try and finally see Spike Lee‘s Highest 2 Lowest. Shut down again.

Notice how the woman looking for a free ticket does an Auda Abu Tayi at the 13-second mark, and then flashes a look of alarm with a kind of plea. “In this, a festival about world cinema in which everyone is snapping pics and videos of everyone else, I am a private person engaged in a private enterprise of sorts…please.”

I shot the video because I felt moved by her aloneness along with the rain, the umbrella and the red sign, which she was holding upside down at first. She flipped it around when a kindly passerby tipped her.

Timothy Snyder, leading historian of authoritarianism, Ukraine, and Eastern Europe: “The most obvious winner, of course, is Vladimir Putin and Russia. The Russians started a war that they couldn’t win without American assistance. And then, for the last year or so, they made it very plain that their game plan was to keep the war going in the hope and expectation that Donald Trump would return to power. And now that Trump is in power, he’s conceded on behalf of the Ukranians, so to speak, pretty much every major issue — territory, NATO, Russia’s legitimacy in the international system, trade with Russia. [Trump has] conceded all of these things without asking for any concession from Russia, and meanwhile has pressured Ukranians to take a much worse deal.”

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I’m trying not to feel overly hopeful about Joachim Trier‘s Sentimental Value, which I’ll be seeing late Wednesday night (10:30 pm). Over-investing + sight unseen often (always?) leads to some degree of disappointment.

But with only two major winners on the HE chart so far (Richard Linklater‘s Nouvelle Vague and Hasan Hadi‘s The President’s Cake) it’s hard to restrain myself.

The central dynamic is an estranged relationship between Renate Reinsve (actress) and Stellan Skarsgård (her celebrated film director dad). Inga Ibsdotter Lilleaas, Elle Fanning and Cory Michael Smith costar.

Highest 2 Lowest star Denzel Washington is a no-show at Tuesday morning’s press conference, but he was certainly present during last night’s red carpet event.

I’m still pissed off that snagging a digital ticket to Spike and Denzel’s film was all but impossible. Besides last night’s gala the only other shot was this morning’s 8:30 am Salle Bunuel screening…smallest room in town, fills up immediately. (I’m not counting today’s Cannes la Bocca screening at 2:30 pm….too unwieldy.)

Highest 2 Lowest will open theatrically on 8.22, and will begin streaming on Apple TV+ on 9.5.

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Gray skies, rainshowers and lightning are the defining elements as we speak. There can be no disputing that the sound of crackling thunder is wonderful.

I should have attended last night’s 10 pm screening of Julia Ducournau‘s Alpha, which has attracted considerable loathing thus far. But I succumbed when a friend asked about sharing a dinner, as I haven’t had a nice sit-down meal anywhere since I arrived seven days ago. We kicked it all around for nearly three hours.

The back-up plan was to catch Alpha at this morning’s 8:30 am screening, but I had to stay up late in order to install measures that will hopefully remedy an HE trauma that I’ve been dealing with for several days (i.e., relentlessly attacked and repeatedly shut down my malicious IPs from China). Didn’t drop off until 2:15 am; too exhausted to get up at 7 am. I hereby apologize to all the HE piss-sprayers who will attack me for not being hardcore enough.

I’ll be catching Scarlett Johansson‘s Eleanor The Great (an Oscar nom for 95-year-old June Squibb is said to be likely) at 2 pm.

No locked-in ticket for Rebecca Zlotowski‘s Vie Prive (Grand Lumiere, 7 pm…Jodie Foster, Daniel Auteuil, Virginie Efira) but last-minute access is an option.

I saw Alejandro G. Inarritu, in town for a screening of the restored Amores perros (Salle Agnes Varda, this evening at 7:15 pm), strolling toward the Palais early last evening. A few minutes later I ran into An Education‘s Lone Scherfig. We hadn’t spoken since the debut Sundance screenng in January 2009.

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