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Friday May 16

Ah, le weekend! As if the last few days didn’t feel weekend-ish enough, with all those late nights. Started out my day with our friends at MPI Media, a US-based sales and distribution company that’s been very good to us since they picked up Manborg for the US a couple of years back. Colin’s always had dealings with them regarding TIFF-matters, but now we’ve got all sorts of other things to discuss with them. Notable topic on the table at this meeting: bringing the remastered (original) Texas Chainsaw Massacre, to which they own the rights, to Toronto for a run at the Royal. How awesome would that be?

Next up, a couple of quick meetings on the inflatable couches that crowd the grassy expanse in front of the Grand hotel. The first was with a US company that’s involved in financing and packaging films. They had some films to pitch to Colin for TIFF, of course, but I also had a film to pitch to them, Rite of the Witch Goddess, which is hot right now because of that whole Fantasia Frontières thing you might have heard about. The second meeting is with a Serbian director & producer about a film they want to show Colin. The producer was responsible for one of my faves from the homeland, Tears for Sale, which Colin showed a few years ago.

this is what the couches look like, and boy do they get crowded

this is what the couches look like, and boy do they get crowded 

They give us their promo materials and we zip off to a Cannes Classic screening of , which I’ve never seen before and Colin’s only seen on VHS. Coming to Cannes and mostly watching old movies is a funny experience, but Dragon Inn is definitely one of those amazing martial arts films that makes me understand why people get obsessed with kung fu films.From that, straight to the HÖFF reception where we drank vodka with our beloved Estonians, then to the Plage de Palmes for the TIFF cocktail, which on a sunny day like Friday was the perfect place to be.

They give us their promo materials and we zip off to a Cannes Classic screening of Dragon Inn, which I’ve never seen before and Colin’s only seen on VHS. Coming to Cannes and mostly watching old movies is a funny experience, but Dragon Inn is definitely one of those amazing martial arts films that makes me understand why people get obsessed with kung fu films.From that, straight to the HÖFF reception where we drank vodka with our beloved Estonians, then to the Plage de Palmes for the TIFF cocktail, which on a sunny day like Friday was the perfect place to be.

Colin in front of the Dragon Inn poster

Colin in front of the Dragon Inn poster

Had no dinner plans on this night, which is just as well, because I scored a ticket to the Atom Egoyan film, The Captive (a red carpet affair, though I’m very sorry I did not take a picture of my amazing ensemble – floor length red halter gown, matching red lipstick, and beat-up jean jacket, which for the record they made me remove to walk the red carpet). I have lots of thoughts about The Captive that are less negative than many of the reviews I’ve read, but I’ll probably save them for after the fest so that I can articulate them properly.

nice to see Atom using some National Canadian Film Day messaging in his Cannes press

nice to see Atom using some National Canadian Film Day messaging in his Cannes press

After the film I was briefly tempted to stop by the Petit Majestic but instead hoofed it home to find that Colin had popped a leek tart into the oven for me, since I skipped dinner. Bless his heart. A sober end to the night. What a sweet relief that was.