It’s the breeding season of cinema, folks. What d’you expect. This is the much awaited time when auteurs pull out their wangs (that’s artistic egos for you, uninitiated ones) for public stroking and adoration. It’s the battle of men this year. Not that we’ll witness somebody like Haneke beating the life out of somebody like Kiarostami, but at least we’ll expect their films will make some particular impact. Let’s not kid ourselves, Cannes is the most prestigious film festival in the entire circuit. The French know and love their cinema. 9 out of my Top 10 Films last year all premiered in Cannes.