It took me years of begging the Cannes Film Festival team before they finally gave me a pink-with-yellow-pastille credential, which is golden because it allows you to run into a screening at the last minute without waiting in line. The highest-level pass is white, then my kind of pass followed by pink sans pastille, blue and then yellow.
The queer thing is that high journalistic cred in the States doesn’t necessarily mean the Cannes people will acknowledge. Karina Longworth of Spoutblog couldn’t get a pass at all — she’s wearing a market badge that she had to buy. Variety‘s Michael Fleming was given a blue pass; ditto Vanity Fair‘s Julian Sancton. Wrap honcho Sharon Waxman has a yellow — bizarre.
