Sun + rain = rainbow. May + French Riviera = crowded. Chanson + champagne = hedonistic French pleasure. Flashing camera + human = paparazzi. Cannes + film = glamour. Gold + palm = glitter for the best.
Who will be star upcoming film festival? Who will shine or overshadow the image Marcello Mastroianni from Fellini's of the film 8 1/2, which was selected as face on this year's poster, with the aim of promoting the event that completely steals the spotlight from America every year Hollywood …
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"Seductive, beautiful, fashionable, sweetly ironic and classy sense of carefree, that's him..." she said Chiara Mastroianni, the daughter of a great actor, as she gazed proudly at a photo of her father. French film fever the night will begin with Nicole Kidman in the role of the Princess of Monaco Grace and, if critics are to be believed, they credit her with an uncanny resemblance to the late actress, who gave up her career for blue blood, will Nicole certainly the one who will make sure that the notion "star of the festivalbelonged to her. Anyway, if you'd like to crowd the French Riviera, if you'd like to overpay for hotel rooms and champagne, if you'd like to see the (un)charm and (un)beauty of the (un)commercial film industry and if the camera flashes on the corner following you To the (non)actors, don't worry, the time is right for you to go on a short May break in Nico, Cannes or Antibes. If you still don't have the courage and confidence to slip into a monokini, bikini, trikini or bandeau and go for a walk or sunbathe in the Mediterranean, you can make a plan that will bring results within two months, I especially advise against starvation and bad mood, all and do other activities with feeling and enthusiasm, which will bring a recipe for satisfaction. Even this week, as I am typing this editorial, I was delighted by the International No Diet Day and I strongly welcome it, and I was reminded of the words of a passer-by who said that a diet creates a person according to the principles of others, but makes him himself bored. I agree, so today I'm spending my evening alone, the French beach is my bathroom, glamor is eternal lavender oil with vanilla and honey, pleasure is a full tub of water, glitter is a light turned off, a rainbow is chocolate ice cream with fresh strawberries in my colorful dotted cup , almost cinematic art is each time a slightly twisted spoon that can't wait until the icy sweet mountain melts at least a little, there are no paparazzi, because I'm not yet in range of the title "celebrities", and my smart "iPhone" is my DJ, which "rolls" French chansons from Charles Trenet "La mer" and Pink Martini's "Sympathique", followed by the unanimous singing of my little one and Françoise Hardy's "Tous les garçons et les filles", and finally, because the month of May is the time for songs of this genre, loudly chasing the right notes "Poupée de cire, poupée de son”, France Gall's song with which she won the Eurovision in 1965. In the end, the equation reads: Me + chansons + hedonism in French = my “feel”. One more thing before I turn off my computer and wish you a pleasant reading, a personal opinion about Nicole Kidman, which I say a little quietly and a little out loud: "Meryl Streep is still the best actress and Cannes always belongs to her” ... albeit in a minor role this year, but still always first in my favorite film repertoire._
