It's been a very good Cannes, crowned with a Palme d'Or which was widely anticipated, and almost yearningly desired by every single person I spoke to at the Festival.
This is a flat-footed remake of a mildly amusing 1966 caper movie starring Michael Caine as a cockney conman posing as an aristocrat who hires chorus girl Shirley MacLaine to help him cheat the infinitely rich Herbert Lom in Hong Kong and in a fictitious Arab state.
The Coen brothers' excellent western True Grit is a second and rather different version of Charles Portis's novel, rather than a remake of the 1969 film that brought John Wayne an Oscar as the one-eyed bounty hunter Marshal Rooster Cogburn.
True Grit is going great guns at the American box office, making it the Coen brothers' highest-grossing movie ever.
Jeff Bridges – stooped and shambling, with a gravelly drawl – gives us the Duke by way of the Dude in the Coen brothers' satisfying, back-to-basics overhaul of the antique John Wayne classic.
Around the world, but mostly in Hollywood, film folks' letterboxes and inboxes are filling up fast.