May 20th
7:15am: My alarm rings, Tarantino is calling. I bolt out of bed, get dressed and head over to the Lumiere.
7:30am: Despite a long line-up I get a good balcony seat, about half-way back from the screen and just off to the right. The film doesn't start until 8:30, so I have to sit for an hour while the theatre fills in. I contemplate dozing off but I'm worried I'll snore. I sit there bored and tired.
8:30am: If there is one thing you can count on in Cannes, it's that the movies always start on time. The lights go down, and up comes picture. More...