[Chronique d’Odile Tremblay] Crush and rage on the Croisette

Coup de Coeur: random encounters

Without having much time to go to the Cannes dinners in the evening, but I went to the one that Unifrance was organizing in honor of La Semaine de La Critique. You eat there in the company of table neighbors you would never have met in your life. And the conversations are often fascinating. Thus Friday, next to an organizer of a series festival in Lille, Series Mania. He told me how Netflix, which is losing its feathers to its competitors, Disney + and company, had put experimentation back in its series. The platform is no longer taking risks, but tracking consensus with the support of algorithms. This is why a series like Funny by Fanny Ferrero, conceived in France, disappeared after six episodes for lack of global performance. This TV man had suddenly regained a taste for cinema still capable of innovating.

Rant: influencers in majesty

Confused with the stars, they climb the steps on the red carpet, have their portrait taken at the Palace, on the Croisette or in front of the yachts of the bay. The omnipresence of influencers at Cannes has never been more palpable than this year. On social networks, they rejuvenate the audience of the festival by sending images of the event everywhere, but the cinephilic content is very thin there. So much so that the glitter side, already so scintillating here, takes on an inordinate extent, which almost makes you forget the first goal of the meeting: to highlight the seventh art. The digital revolution is overshadowing cinema.

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