The 60th Cannes Film Festival is underway. Wong Kar-Wai’s My Blueberry Nights opened the festival, which will be screening highly-anticipated new films from DISGRASIAN Quentin Tarantino, Gus Van Sant, the Coen brothers and Kim Ki-duk, director of the profound Spring, Summer, Winter…and Spring.
But enough about movies. Last night was the opening night gala dinner, where everyone got all gussied up. Remember how last week I compared the Costume Institute gala to PROM?
Well, Cannes not only reminds me of Prom, it reminds me of my rival high school, where everyone drove BMWs, carried Louis Vuitton purses, and belonged to a country club. Their prom was held at a Four Seasons, ours was at a Marriott. I know because I went to both with my gay date Steve (more on this another time).
But Prom is Prom, even on the Cote d’Azur, so let’s stop dicking around and get on with the SUPERLATIVES already! Do you think these ladies CANNES handle it?
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