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I arrived in Cannes, Tuesday evening, after enduring a lot of pushing and shoving by tired travellers, trying to baord the overcrowded shuttles into Cannes. My hotel is a tiny little thing on a side road (not so great cause it's loaded with restaurants that stay open and loud - til aout 3 am) but only a few blocks from the Palais (good, because it is the main destination) and right off the Croisette (also good because that is where all the hotels, ie film and publicity offices, are located.)
The town was a buzz last night with the opening night movie, "My Blueberry Nights." Lots of gowns and tuxedos wandering the streets. For each premiere they whisk the director and stars up in Renault sedans, very elegant. (Last year there was a big stink because Al Gore, In Cannes for the premiere of "Inconvenient Truth," wasted gas and polluted the environment driving to the red carpet rather than strolling up the madly packed insane streets. Really there is just no winning for that guy sometimes....oh yeah, there was that Academy Award.) The street in front of the red carpeted stairs are packed with people, straining to see a celebrity in the crowd - and there are always plenty. Norah Jones stars in the film, so for the night she was the main attraction.
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Today we had our second breakfast of bread and jam (I have to work out here, or I'm in trouble) and some life threateningly strong coffee, then it was off to a screening of scenes from the new Jerry Seinfeld project, "Bee Movie." It is still a work in progress - combination of storyboards, rough animation and finished animation.
After an intro by Jeffrey Katzenberg, Jerry got up and riffed about how he came to the project. It's a rarified story, the sort where you think how great it is to be Jerry. Apparently, he was doing a commercial and thought that it would be cool to have Steven Spielberg direct it (and who hasn't!), so he figured "I am
After the screening Chris Rock got up on stage with Jerry (he plays a mosquito in the movie - very funny) and they held a little q and a, which boggled my mind. The journalists were attempting to be funny for some reason. The first person asked if they considered the question "to bee or not to bee." The second person asked if the sequels were called C, D and E. When a third person attempted a similarly retarded question, Jerry suggested, in his very Jerry way, that they leave the comedy to the comedians. Everyone laughed, but I got the sense he got that kind of thing all the time and it was tiring.
For the finale we all gathered at a restaurant on the beach to watch Jerry in a bee suit, suspsneded from a cable contraption, "flying " from the roof of the Carlton Hotel, down to the pier by the restaurant. Jerry looked petrified as they lifted him off and down he went flappying his little bee wings and kicking his little bee legs in the bulbous bee body suit. It was cute and you gotta give the guy points for hutzpah.
We ended with brunch, an impressive spread, and wine, always wine, which is so French. By the way as I sit by the beach and write this it is absolutely gorgeous, about 75 or 80 degrees with a breeze off the ocean.
More later.
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