What is it actually like to attend the Cannes Film Festival as a passionate Australian critic low on the French totem pole? Tara Judah sloshes, dodges, trudges and waits her way towards the magic of cinema, armed with the determination she brings to defending her beloved Astor Cinema.
The classical music, expensive sofa and soft lighting of The Carlton Hotel where I am poised wait to interview the cast of The Bling Ring brinsg little reprieve from the all too familiar experience of sitting in a waiting room. Perhaps it is the overpowering scent of Johnson & Johnson talcum powder or the fact that my doctor’s surgery at home also plays classical music in their waiting room that makes this experience feel like preparing for a clinical diagnosis. Potentially more glamorous, waiting in line at Cannes is equally unnerving and it too can have negative results.
