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The LeadThe biggest Brexit donor Peter Hargreaves once said "insecurity is fantastic" while promoting Brexit, a policy that has demonstrably created insecurity for many Britons. This paradox lies at the heart of a political system where accountability appears increasingly dead, allowing figures who create chaos to benefit from it.The Historical Pattern of Political Accountability FailuresThroughout history, political accountability has been more myth than reality. Benito Mussolini fomented riots to push Italy into World War I, then capitalized on the resulting national humiliation to rise to power. Similarly, Winston Churchill's disastrous handling of the Norway campaign led to his predecessor's downfall, yet Churchill himself emerged as the replacement. These historical patterns suggest that those who generate insecurity often profit from it.Farage's Brexit and Its ConsequencesNigel Farage played a pivotal role in the Brexit decision, much like Mussolini did for Italy's entry into WWI. The policy has delivered "misery and retreat" rather than the promised benefits, yet Farage faces no electoral punishment. Instead, the insecurity and decline exacerbated by Brexit have enabled the rise of his Reform UK party, with further decline likely to boost his political prospects.The Psychology of Political AccountabilityResearch by Christopher Achen and Larry Bartels in "Democracy for Realists" reveals that voters possess almost no capacity for attribution. The theory of "retrospective voting" is essentially a fairytale. Voters consistently and systematically punish incumbents for conditions beyond their control while failing to hold actual responsible parties accountable. This psychological blind spot enables politicians to escape responsibility for their actions.The Crisis-Driven Political CycleModern politics increasingly operates through a crisis-driven cycle where leaders appear to create new crises to distract from old ones. Boris Johnson and Donald Trump have both demonstrated this pattern. The more dysfunctional and turbulent life becomes, the more such figures can position themselves as saviors and redeemers, effectively profiting from the chaos they help create.The Future of Political AccountabilityThe current political system is premised on a theoretical accountability that bears no relation to reality. Success in politics comes not from listing achievements but from demonstrating hope through powerful stories of transformation. Governments that spend on public services and show life is improving tend to fare better. The UK's current approach, which reinforces hopelessness and decline while alienating its base, appears destined to fail unless fundamental changes occur.

The Unparalleled Experience of CannesNothing prepares you for the shock that is the Cannes film festival: the adrenaline, the fatigue, the elation and the emotion, but also the hunger, the anger, the magic and the ridicule. For young cinephiles, and for almost everybody who works in the film industry, it is the mecca of cinema and has been so for nearly eight decades. Anyone going for the first time this week, as I did 25 years ago, should not listen to the old grognards – Cannes' battle-worn veterans – who will lament that the festival has become an abominable circus and swear this year will be their last. It is a circus, and you can bet they will be back for as long as their knees can take it. For there is nothing quite like it.From Resistance to Global Cinema HubBorn to counteract Benito Mussolini's Venice film festival, its first edition was planned for September 1939, but Adolf Hitler had other plans. The previous year, under pressure from Berlin and Rome, the Venice film festival's top prize, the Coppa Mussolini, was handed to Leni Riefenstahl's propaganda film Olympia, prompting the French, British and American delegates to walk out. Hence Cannes, conceived as the festival of the "free world". More than 80 years later, for all its sins, it has remained faithful to that founding promise.The Expansive Scale of Modern CannesOver the decades, Cannes has mutated into an ever-hungrier mammoth, needing more space, and more venues, as it attracts an increasing number of journalists and professionals. A purpose-built Palais des Festivals had to be erected in the 1980s. "The bunker", as we have come to call it, is not exactly beautiful but brutally efficient at managing Cannes' mind-boggling crowds. This year, about 40,000 accredited festival-goers are descending on the French Riviera from 140 different countries, with dozens of films selected across all sidebars. At the same time, the Marché du Film, running alongside the festival since the late 1960s, is gathering about 16,000 participants, with thousands of films and projects up for sale. Cannes is both a summit for the cinema elite and a giant film bazaar.Three Worlds Colliding at La CroisetteFor 11 days in May, three different worlds lead parallel lives – critics, deal-makers and red-carpet royalty – colliding almost by accident on the seafront boulevard known as La Croisette. Hundreds of critics watch multiple films a day with monastic discipline. When they give in to parties, they bitterly regret it the next morning. You can spot some of us sleeping through entire screenings; how some colleagues manage to review films is a mystery. I remember a well-known French critic who had such vivid dreams in the darkness that he became convinced they were scenes in the films. His reviews were full of brilliant analysis of moments that did not exist.We critics rush between screenings, press conferences, interviews, our desks and the bunker's free espresso machines, often forgetting to eat or even pee. Downstairs, in the bunker's basement, and in hotel suites and rented apartments, the film market runs day and night: buyers juggle numbers, producers charm, directors and screenwriters fight for their vision. Above them floats Cannes' top layer – stars and "talent" spending hours in hair and makeup before climbing the 24 steps of the red carpet in borrowed couture and jewellery. When people in the industry groan, "oh God, it's Cannes again", it is this collision of financial anxiety, choreographed glamour and sheer exhaustion they are bracing themselves for.The Magic and Meaning Behind the GlamourThese worlds sometimes collide in the most poetic or grotesque ways. One morning, rushing to my first screening at 7.30am, I was walking along the Croisette when I saw, coming towards me, slightly dishevelled in a tuxedo, Jack Nicholson on his way back to his hotel after a long night. I smiled, he smiled back. He was alone, no bodyguards, no chaperones. Those were the days. I also shared a lift with Takeshi Kitano in full samurai attire, and I will never forget turning into a hotel corridor and finding myself nose to nose with Max von Sydow – Ingmar Bergman's medieval knight from The Seventh Seal. My cinephile heart skipped a beat.One of my favourite sidebars in Cannes, alongside the competition where you watch the year's best crop of films, is Cannes Classics, showing restored world masterpieces and documentaries about cinema. I always start the festival there: it is the best way to reset and begin afresh. Then I am ready for the 10-day onslaught of motion pictures, and for the magic moment that precedes each Cannes screening – the festival's own jingle, a palm ascending the red carpet from underwater and then into the sky, lifted by the ethereal arpeggios of Camille Saint-Saëns's Carnival of the Animals.Cannes: Enduring Symbol of Cinematic ResistanceIn 1955, Cannes gave its first official Palme d'Or to Delbert Mann's Marty; half a century later I found myself befriending its wonderful star, Betsy Blair, on the Croisette. I had the joy of seeing Ken Loach twice climbing those steps to collect the Palme, escorted by police outriders from Nice airport as if he were a head of state. I watched Iranian directors Jafar Panahi and Mohammad Rasoulof showing films at peril to their lives. For all the craziness of the red carpet and the samurai outfits, Cannes never forgets that it was founded as a gesture of resistance. That, as much as the glamour and the exhaustion, is why we keep going back.