As we predicted, Yellow Letters was a formidable film in the competition of twenty-two films. Here are the winners!
Golden Bear: Yellow Letters
Silver Bear Grand...
A Self-Made Man: Schleinzer Explores the Privilege of Pants
If there’s a trough line (beyond the eponymous titles) of Austrian director Markus Schleinzer’s films, it’s...
There is a lot of unpack here with the official competition offerings which consists of two international premieres and twenty world premieres for a...
The clock is ticking—it’s the eleventh hour. The Délégué général Thierry Frémaux is deep in the final throes of curating this year’s Competition lineup...
La Petite Dernière
Hafsia Herzi
Producers: June Films' Naomi Denamur and Julie Billy
World Sales: mk2
In her first pair of attempts, actress-filmmaker Hafsia Herzi has managed to...
The thrill of meeting Marjane Satrapi reminded me of being 6 years old at Disney Land when I met the living, breathing Cinderella. Except Cinderella was an actress with a blond wig and Marjane is the real woman behind her autobiographical graphic novel, turned movie, “Persepolis”. The distinctive mole on her nose and her dark sultry eyes rose off the page and appeared in front of me, smoking and speaking with a French accent.