I'm now convinced that 'Karaoke Hangover' could be a Japanese cop thriller. I'd see it.
I didn't post yesterday because it was a busy busy day! Night before last I wandered over to a movie that my friend Rachel gave me a ticket for. It was kind of last minute but I thought I wasn't busy so I'd just go and try to get in. I ended up in line with some other American Pavilion people. It was the Rolling Stones documentary Stones in Exile about their album Exile on Main St. We were lucky enough to get in and even LUCKIER that MICK FREAKIN JAGGER introduced it!! Someone told me that the Stones were playing on Paul Allen's Yacht later and this British Composer I met said he'd try to get me in, but I found out from my roommate that the list was fairly final and no one extra was getting in.
Oh well :) still a good night.

First panel of the next day was for short films in Cannes and it was kind of a big deal because James Franco was coming to talk about his short film that he directed. Needless to say everyone was trying to get in. We had to start a line up and then all the students were mad that there wasn't enough room for all of them to come in even though the members who paid got to come in.
I was waiting at the front for the panelists when this guy comes up to me and Sam (our bouncer extraordinaire) and said something like
I am the most successful/famous short filmmaker in France. I have Academy Award nominations le blah le blah blah lablah.
And we were like..."yeah...do you have a badge?" and he was really pissed and walked away. As soon as he left we were like "I have many leatherbound books and my apartment smells of rich mahogany." It was quite ridiculous.
Then there was a flurry of commotion and I see
James freaking Franco walking down the stairs signing autographs and being hounded by photographers. He walked in and I asked him to follow me to the green room. He seemed really tired as his plane just got in at 8:30 this morning. I asked him if he'd like some coffee and he said yes so I ran and got it. Then the panel started and it was the most full I'd ever seen the conference room.
That is,until the
Blue Valentine panel.
Ryan Gosling and
Michelle Williams were there so again people were pushing to get in. It was great to hear the director speak about the film, he definitely knew what he was talking about and described the shooting style perfectly with his ideas.
After all the panels were done, us ladies sat down in the VIP area we created to have some Champagne. When miss Emily got a bit smiley. Turns out, Vince, the producer on James Franco's film had come over and asked her for her card so they could keep in touch. Then Emily starts getting these texts on her Blackberry. So she types,
"I'm sorry, what James is this?"
"Franco."
He asked her if she wanted to meet up later that night and she was pretty nervous but I told her if she didn't want to have it seem like a date, tell him to bring someone else and I'd go with her. I know this seems like I was trying to steal her thunder, but I was going to go to a party with a guy I met (as friends, and I didn't end up going) and I knew that I'd feel more comfortable if someone came with me. Unfortunately her phone died and she never got to hang out with him, but I'm sure she'll text him later and keep in touch.
After that it was time to go SHOPPING!!! I just bought some underwear! The woman kept telling me that they were for men but they looked comfy as hell so I bought them!! I kind of want to go back to Pimkie to get a fancy vest I was looking at earlier.
End of the night last night we had a Karaoke party at the Pavilion! It was amazing. People were singing Billie Jean and Carter sang We Belong Together by Mariah Carey. Me, Rachel and Sam and Rebecca sang Wannabe by the Spice Girls and I rocked out to Just a Girl by No Doubt. I got back just in time to sing it because Sam and I LITERALLY ran to the bathroom and back. I was going to do I Love Rock and Roll for Malory but Karaoke ended before we got to it.
After that I went back to the Maeva and threw up lol. A bit too much, but at least I wasn't 'the one.
Tonight: QUEER PARTY!
Home soon! I miss my man!
Cheers! <3