Back at the Hotel du Cap for an audience with Liberace, then home to Cannes for Eurotrash excess from Paulo Sorrentino … and Euro-tensions courtesy of the cabbie

As Cannes swings into full-throttle funhouse mode, there is much to like in this year's offerings, but the Coen brothers' Inside Llewyn Davis tops my list of competition contenders so far, writes Xan Brooks

Gore, once largely the preserve of the Marché, is entering the Cannes mainstream. Is a strange turnaround at work?

Securing an interview with The Great Gatsby star Leonardo DiCaprio required un-Luhrmann-like levels of attention for Xan Brooks

The Paperboy definitely doesn't deliver. It's much the worst in show, making other ordinary fare look masterful. Cannes is winding down and I think I've seen enough, writes Xan Brooks

With Cannes scrubbed up for the tourists, you have to cross a red carpet to face reality in Jacques Audiard's Rust and Bone, writes Xan Brooks

Xan Brooks: Bruce Willis fries sausages but can't make Wes Anderson's Cannes opener sizzle. Meanwhile asses take over the Marché