Gorgeous and sunny and feeling relatively fresh so decide to wear the Beige ancient Rome style dress and jewels borrowed from my life saving Parisian neighbours.
Andrew and I shuttle bus to La Croisette with Will the Great as Samson & Delilah is screening. Kath and Warwick and the cast and crew are smiley and cheered as they walk up the red carpet. There’s another screening in the afternoon so race off to the market screening of Jane Campion’s Bright Star starring Abbie Cornish.
For me it is a series of stunning production shots. No one walked out and it will definitely be bought but I missed the emotion and being from Fanny’s point of view I didn’t sense Keats enough. It’s funny as chat later to Katrina Sedgewick who was completely absorbed in the tale of young suffocating emotion and adored the film. When I think back to the film now, sitting up between white summer sheets with the sun streaming in the skylight and a soft calming crash of waves, I replay utterly gorgeous colour, light and pictures. But sitting there in the cinema, I felt everything too set up to personally enter the world. Maybe, using Rachael Turk’s phrase for a first soundtrack for our fun, short, spontaneous Venice mobile phone film, maybe it was ‘too beautiful’. Or that is a stunning period piece that is just not my type of film (no questions posed, no suspense).
Race down the Croisette, past the cacophony of the merry go round, a brass band and tinny techno blasting from a van promoting a short film to meet producer Lizette Atkins from Circ films.
It’s now Sunday and the press office is closing and I’m still buzzy from racing around and the French party. Off to Colombia party so more tomorrow.
