Helen Davis

LONNNNGGG day of work, but I survived the 8:30 to 6 some how. I did everything from tea-runner, to setting up the wireless internet, to finding a trash can, to handing out fliers and having conversations in French about a movie I have yet to see. The flyers were for a screening of a Czech movie called “Bathory” about a vampire woman who bathes in virgin blood to keep her eternal youth (Keep yours eyes out for Anna Friel, she’s apparently the next big thing). I’m beginning to think the company I work for is a little kooky, but I got a lot of “this is our intern, and she is doing incredibly well”, so I think they may like me. So I was handing out all of these flyers and tickets all day and having my boss basically tell me to do more and more of it because we had to fill the theatre, so I did, and when it came time for the screening, there wasn’t even room for my boss to sit in that room, much less me. Showed her. 

The thing that made me happy to have survived the whole day was that I don’t have work tomorrow AND that my movie is in the “Catalogue Du Court” of the 62nd Festival de Cannes. Look ma, I’m famous!