The big disaster of Cannes arrives, and it’s almost 4 mind- and ass-numbing hours of twerking

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One party animal on screen tells another that “It’s the end of everything,” and I finally lose count of the number of films at this festival that have vocalized the fatalism of our time, the nagging feeling that we all may be hurtling toward a point of destructive conclusion. Uttered during one of the last screenings…

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