I've never been to the Cannes Film Festival and will probably never get to go. For some reason, the beancounters at the paper can't justify spending several thousands of dollars to send me to the French Riviera so I can watch some movies and grab a few interviews. It seems mighty unfair to me, but that's the way it is.
This year, however, missing Cannes is going to sting a little more than usual, since Joel and Ethan Coen are going there to premiere their latest film, No Country For Old Men. I read Cormac McCarthy's novel when it was published two years ago and kept thinking throughout what a tremendous movie it would make - as long as it was in the hands of the right filmmaker(s).
And although I've been down on the Coen brothers' last few pictures (everything they've made since Fargo has been self-indulgent to a fault), I think they are an inspired choice to do the novel justice. Their casting choices alone - including Tommy Lee Jones, Javier Bardem and Josh Brolin in the three lead parts - suggest they have taken just the right approach, or at least an approach that will make me very happy.
Not going to Cannes, though, means I will have to wait until the late fall to see the movie, unless distributor Paramount Vantage takes it to the Toronto Film Festival - or better yet, starts screening it early. Really early. Like next month. One can wish, right?