….over my inability to afford attending the 2024 Cannes Film Festival, even though the all-in damage would only be about $2500**.
I will therefore not be seeing the following in a timely fashion: Tne first half of Kevin Costner‘s Horizon, Francis Coppola‘s Megalopolis, Ali Abbasi‘s The Apprentice, Andrea Arnold‘s Bird, David Cronenberg‘s The Shrouds, Yorgos Lanthimos‘ Kinds of Kindness, Paul Schrader‘s Oh, Canada, Paolo Sorrentino‘s Parthenope, Rithy Panh‘s Rendezvous Avec Pol Pot, Kirill Serebrennikov‘s Limonov, George Miller‘s Furiosa, Quentin Dupieux‘s The Second Act and all the other good films that I’m not attuned to but would be after seeing them.
I’ll eventually get past this feeling of disappointment, and I know, of course, that many of these titles will play at Telluride. It just hurts. I’ve been attending this festival for nearly a quarter-century straight, not counting the pandemic years. It’s very much tied to my sense of identity and pride as a Hollywood columnist.
** The fare right now is around $900 and my share of the Old Town pad would be around 700 euros, plus several hundred in transportation, meals and incidentals over a nearly two-week period.