The Cannes Red Carpet Experience + Watching a Cannes Premiere
It’s intense. My feet are crying and I haven’t even reached the red carpet. I stand in line and wait patiently as security checks my bag. I see the bright lights up ahead and a plethora of unknowns rushing up the red carpet.
It’s now my turn to walk up the red carpet. A surge of excitement hits me as I see flashing lights coming from all directions. I don’t know whether to pose or make my way up to the theatre as fast as I can. I opt to head towards the stairs and enter the building. I stop to take a few quick selfies and then continue to walk. I am immediately prompted to continue toward the theatre. I head to the theatre and am immediately overwhelmed. I show my ticket and then get ushered towards the balcony seating.
It’s a small miracle that I didn’t trip going up the stairs! They’re very steep and spaced out, meaning that I had to take very large steps to make it up. I eventually settle on a row and shuffle past a few people who are already seated. I make small talk with the people who are sitting next to me. There’s a huge screen that displays the red carpet. The audience claps as the cast and director grace the screen. The claps continue as they walk into the theatre.
The cast and director are allowed to say a few words about the film. Each person who grabs the microphone is equally excited to see the completed film. I watch speechlessly. This continues as I watch the film, and every now and then I glance at the actors. It’s kind of a weird feeling watching an actor watch themselves on screen, but it’s a cool one. Although I totally could’ve waited until the next day to see this movie, I’m happy with my decision to beg for premiere tickets. I’m glad I had the opportunity to see the premiere, and even more thankful that someone gave me a ticket! Will I beg for tickets again? Maybe, but probably not.
After the main event is over I decide to head back with a few other UGA students. We debated whether taking an Uber or taxi was the best move. We opted to get a taxi.
We all talked a bit about random things that happened during the day, as well as what we thought about the premier. Once back at the residence I hurriedly blog about my day and prepare to do it all again the next day.
*This post was originally posted on my Cannes blog “Pommes et Bannanes a Cannes”
