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24.5.06 Cannesblog Day 8: Always Leave A Party While You're Still Having Fun

The Cannes Film Festival lasts for another four days, but I leave tomorrow. I'm broke, and I have to get back to real life. Yesterday was karmic payback, and I'm still riding a wave of happiness: I had three amazing meetings with big producers, who were really interested in my project. Of course like everything at Cannes, there's every chance this interest will evaporate somewhere over the Atlantic. They still have to read my script and love it. But the response from the trailer (and the iPod Video) has been humungously positive - and you know what? I think we might just get this film away, with a decent budget and production values.

Cannes has been great. Absurd, intensely frustrating in places, occasionally lonely, certainly exhausting, but it's all been worth it. I made so many contacts. I've seen about a dozen films and there's easily 20 more that I wanted to see but didn't have time. Babel, Volver, the absurdist French B&W film Avida, Electroma, Scanner, Pan's Labyrinth... so much great film, so little time. I did get to stop by the Troma booth (this year's release: Poultrygeist. How can the world be a bad place when there's a film in it called POULTRYGEIST?). I shook Lloyd Kaufman's hand and told him how much as a kid I totally worshipped the Toxic Avenger flicks. Yes, gentle stranger: the intellectual foundations of my art are essentially Flaming Carrot and Toxic Avenger. What can I say? I grew up outside Philadephia in the Eighties. (You can probably add the Dead Milkmen to that list.)

Filmed with Huck and Jeremy for about three hours yesterday afternoon - three hours when I should have been chasing down more production companes, but to heck with it. I wasn't exactly dressed for it: delft-blue Vivienne Westwood dress and four-inch Louboutin heels, worn for a friend's lunch party. My arms ache, as do my legs, but I have zero regrets as what sweet bliss it is to mess about with cameras.

Trying to catch the Marie Antoinette premiere tonight, and either Scanner or Avida this afternoon. More producer meetings this morning, and the Big Gay Cannes Party tonight. Ugh, why on earth did I think a 10am flight was a good idea?

And a musician I quite want to do a video for has a gig tomorrow night. In South London. Sigh. No rest for the wicked.

This has been Alex de Campi, from Cannes, over and out.

( 7:55 AM )

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