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Though Henry Jaglom's Festival in Cannes unfolds in a Euro-paradise at movie-harvest time, it thankfully goes easy on the reel/real world dichotomy that he pursued with such enervating determination in Venice/Venice (1992). The director's talk-into-the-camera method, a trademark irritant, is in remission, as is the self-congratulatory attention he pays to women, not to mention omphaloskepsis in general. The setup is pure farce: parallel movie deals—one tiny, one huge—on a collision course. Actress-turned-screenwriter Alice Palmer (Greta Scacchi) wants to direct her own film—a "very normal story" about a "woman who has a real life"—and gets to pitch it to screen legend Millie Marquand (Anouk Aimée), thanks to the unwanted intrusion of Kaz (Zack Norman), a perma-smiling producer of dubious pedigree. Meanwhile, a paunchy Hollywood mogul (Ron Silver) needs to sign Millie to a new Tom Hanks movie, for a remunerative bit part. Unable to commit to both (Hanks has a "small window"), she seeks advice from grizzled old flame Victor (Maximilian Schell), whose words are as sage as they are mutable.

Early on, Alice is given advice on her pitch: "Keep it light." Festival in Canneshas shades of such oleaginous insider-treading as The Playerand Celebrity, but the mood, like the lighting, is altogether sunnier. (A brief shot of festival billboards at dusk serves as shorthand for cineplex hell: The Mummy, Stigmata, Entrapment.) The light turns the mercenary amorous, for the most part, and the art of the deal and the pressures of fame melt into air.


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Festival in Cannes
Written and directed by Henry Jaglom
Paramount Classics
Opens March 8

Miss Wonton
Written and directed by Meng Ong
Dreamchamber
Cinema Village
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