Sharon Stone drinks the blood of virgins to defy ageThe annual Cannes Film Festival used to be a movie industry event where a chosen few films are screened by a panel of judges. The winner of this competition is awarded the coveted Palm D'Or, which used to signify best chance to win an Oscar. Admission was most certainly not general, and these gods of cinema suffered no fools gladly. It was also a time of great moving and shaking. Some of the biggest deals in movie-making history were put together in the five-star hotels and eateries of the picturesque seaside town.
My, how times have changed. This year, we've got Jessica Simpson whoring for a movie that hasn't even been made yet, and hopefully never will. Roberto Cavalli was sighted tooling around on a Segway scooter with a barefoot Mischa Barton in tow. Mischa Barton? What in the world is she doing there? She's a washed-up TV hag, not a movie star. Maybe Papa Joe flew her in to make Jess look good.
Things are so bad in Cannes that Roman Polanski actually walked out of a press conference because he was insulted by the stupidity of the questions being asked him. Do you remember when Roman Polanski was a prestigious director?
