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Below are my five favorites that I caught that rose above the others I saw that didn't pass muster.
Here's some of what I missed, either because it screened too late, or my schedule wouldn't allow me to attend: Neon Demon, Blood Father, The Salesman, It's Only the End of the World, Personal Shopper, The Red Turtle, American Honey, Captain Fantastic and so many more. Sigh.
PS: My top two favorite films at Cannes are Amazon Studios films. Full disclosure.
That's because they, along with quite a number of Cannes's 2016 programming, both in and out of competition, are full of delicious possibilities.
82 words on Whipped
"Whipped" is 82 minutes long. This review is 82 words long. Three unlikable New York Lotharios, ruthless "scammers," end up wooing the same woman, played by Amanda Peet, with disastrous results. That applies to the story and the film. Too sophomoric to be misogynistic, flaccid and ridiculous, "Whipped" mixes the philosophies of shock jock Tom Lykis with Penthouse letter fantasies. Though technically proficient it's dated, grating, poorly written, mean, and obvious. People don't act like this. People don't talk like this. Really.