1996 Cannes Film Festival Diaries
On the Neuropsychodynamics of Festival Life Forms, Part II
9 May 1996
13:49 (+01:00) Trip sucked. Should have taken that Melatonin for jet-lag
after all. My French is even worse than I remember (oh, yes, I forgot,
I don't speak French - mierd!). The Peugeot 106 rental seems to be powered
by a Singer Slant-o-Matic - thank god the hand brake functions better than
the one attached to the pedal; teeth are still rattling over the journey
from Nice. Apartment on Rue Meynadier is gloomy, "charming" to
the extreme. Phone is making mysterious sounds, no clear relationship to
buttons pushed. Maybe plan surgery for later. I'm so glad to be here.
Better hit the streets and get on top of my assignment.
17:38 (+01:00) - I've decided to begin with a case study. Just met "Q"
one hour ago, lounge at the Majestic (I was thirsty). She seems to be some
sort of media guru, producer(?), also hopelessly tangled in the World Wide
Web. Glad at least I know my William Gibson novels to keep the conversation
going. She's been kind enough to continue our chat here in her quarters,
apparently so long as I keep paying for the Muscat. Doesn't seem to mind
that I've flipped on the Thinkpad and am now typing.
Q now readying herself for a meeting; seems oblivious to fact that I'm still
here. Keeps muttering "Quentin" under her breath and waving hands
(possible onset of hallucinatory behavior?); increased irritability towards
colleagues and staff, who are wandering in and out, no obvious agendae here.
Q now mixing French and English within sentences - doesn't seem sensitive
to native language capacity of listeners. Changed skirt three times before
returning to original selection. Significant increase in disorientation
compared to earlier. Doesn't seem to be a side effect of the Muscat. Computer
cable protruding from handbag, post-it notes scattered pseudorandomly over
bathroom mirror. Handwriting is illegible. Spelling is poor, not clear
whether this reflects a significant change from baseline. Remnants of baguettes
and unidentifiable preserves scattered over bed and floor; half-full coffee
cups identified on 6 different room surfaces. Suspect significant dysregulation
in the basolateral frontal-lobe circuit, possible electrical spiking in
the amygdaloid nucleus. Rule out sleep deprivation, caffeine and/or alcohol
intoxication, emerging brief reactive psychosis.
Q leaving apartment. Asks if I'd like to witness live "conference";
something about a Tristar deal? I can play secretary - execs won't know
the difference, she says I'm cute and seem to type pretty fast. Logging
off for now as Duty calls . . .
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