Hands of the stars
Like Hollywood has it's Walk of Fame, Cannes has the handprints that line the promenade to the Festival Palace. They are the hands of the movie stars that have been guests here over the many years of the Film Festival. On the left, Sharon Stone. Incidentally, the Festival is every May, and if you don't like big crowds and standing around doing nothing, not seeing any films or getting into parties, then don't bother coming.
Cheap dining in Cannes
My favorite way to fill up when I was on the go and needed something quick and cheap was a Croquette sandwich. You can get them from street vendors, such as those you'll find across from the train station or along the beach near the carnival or the Palais (I recommend the latter). It's a cheese and ham sandwich fried in egg with a cheese coating. Not terribly healthy, but at 1.50 - 4 euros, it's cheap, tasty and does the job.
Film winners climb the restaurant steps
Just opposite the Palais a restaurant likes to remind you who won every Festival prize over the last forty years, culminating top right in that shameless political polemic from the 2004 ultimate "Stupid Fat White Man" (title of his own book), Michael Moore.
There were some great films here, and more than a few dogs. But that's showbiz.
Cannes is known world-wide from the prestigious annual film festival. It has a pretty old town and vieux port, and the beaches are nice. The "Croisette" is probably the best known boulevard in Europe.
Le Bistro Jean Cocteau
On the third day of the festival, I went to grab some coffee at the Palais. I discovered that the cafe set up for the press and market attendees was Le Bistro Jean Cocteau. The cafe interior was a re-creation of the living room in Cocteau's home in Milly-la-Foret! It was actually... dare I say it? Obsessive. Like, whoever put this together had managed to find my Jean Cocteau limit.
Oh, but that didn't stop me from taking pictures... with permission, of course.
The display here explained that the house in Milly la Foret is soon to be opened to the public.
"But wait, there's more..."
Here, a recreation of Cocteau's living room, complete with fake palm tree. A continuous video showed images of the home then and now.
In the living room. I don't wanna know.
This is the cover of the menu. I wonder if Cocteau would have found this amusing or just plain crass. I'm torn myself.
Inside the menu - French
Inside the menu - English
The prices - trop cher, no?