The 66th Annual Cannes Film Festival began last week. Cannes is one of the biggest film festivals in the world, important not just because it manages to attract so many famous faces to one place, but because it’s where so many important film distribution and ownership deals go down. But who cares about that? The main thing is the glorious and huge red carpet where celebs pose at premieres in some pretty intense outfits. All this week, we’ll be updating this gallery to share some of the best red carpet moments. Check out our favorite gowns from the festivities above!
We could get into the atrocious politics, the end-of-culture-ness that having a Costume Institute Ball themed around punk entails. We could talk about how political punk icons like Joe Strummer and the dudes from Crass would be appalled by such a blatant cultural misappropriation. About how the Punk: Chaos to Couture exhibition at the Met actually created a replica of the fucking disgusting bathroom at long-dead punk club CBGBs (which has ironically been replaced by a John Varvatos clothing store). Or about how the attendees at last night’s Met Ball — despite their safety pin appliques, dyed hair, spiked heels and studs – had no clue about punk’s tenets, beyond the obvious and cliche aesthetic signposts.
We could talk about all of those things ad nauseum, because the misappropriation of punk — the turning of punk into little more than a fashion statement — is simply another symptom of how capitalist culture dilutes, chews up and swallows cultural movements and distills them into non-threatening, easily commodifiable shadows of their former selves. But hey, let’s just look at the clothes instead.
Last night was the MTV Movie Awards, which I didn’t watch because I am an adult. But I did hear that Taylor Lautner beat out Channing Tatum for Best Shirtless Moment, so I think that just about sums about how seriously this particular award show should be taken by those of us who consider filmmaking an art form. I mean, really. In what world? Anyhoo, let’s review who was there and what they wore with a round of Hits, Misses and Superlatives!
The American Country Music Awards were held Sunday evening, and we imagine anybody who loves country music at all was busily flipping between the ACMs and “Mad Men” all night. Country music’s finest — along with some random famous country fans like Kaley Cuoco and Dog the Bounty Hunter — showed up for the festivities, and most (most!) of them wore some pretty lovely gowns. But it wouldn’t be a country music awards show without somebody going a little overboard with the rhinestones, feathers or sparkle. Click through to see last night’s fashion winners and losers.
Imagine the shitshow it must be to be married to Harmony Korine. I’ve disliked his work (aside from this awesome Proenza Schouler campaign video) since “Gummo,” which I found to be extremely exploitative and revolting. That said, this new Korine work, “Spring Breakers,” is getting fairly good reviews across the board. Assholes like it. Non-assholes like it. I may give it a chance, but like, an “on demand” or “Netflix” chance, not a spend-$14-on-a-ticket chance. Thursday night, Korine and his actor pals gathered at Cinespace for the film’s Los Angeles premiere. But you know what? Considering this is their home turf, most of the actresses — barring Selena Gomez — didn’t really bring their A-game. Disagree with me? Share your thoughts in the comments!
I’m gonna give it to your straight: if you didn’t get invited to Vanity Fair‘s infamous Oscar party, you’re probably a sad, pathetic commoner like me. Practically everyone in Hollywood was there, though I chose to only feature those who didn’t attend the awards or who changed into a pretty new frock for the party. And by the way, as much as we loved so many of the dresses on the Oscar red carpet, the dresses at Vanity Fair party put those to shame. Ah-mazing.