Not so this year, as the cocktail rounds were lightly speckled with speculation after a festival unusually rich in LGBT narratives. That one overtly queer film that was in the official selection? Yep, probably that one.
It’s traditionally more of a party than an awards ceremony, not least because the winner tends to be a foregone conclusion. O n the penultimate night of this year’s recent Cannes film festival, I went - as is the custom for rosé-seeking journalists hanging on through the last days - to the Queer Palme awards night, where an independent jury announces their pick for the best LGBT-themed film of the fest.
