Scene from Hit the Road by Panah Panahi. Courtesy Celluloid Dreams Standing in the check-in queue at LAX, checking that I had my negative PCR test results ready with my passport, I looked up to find a colleague gazing at me, his eyes amused over the line of his mask. “We’re really doing this, huh?” he said. We were. The Air France flight was packed, restrictions to Europe having been lifted for US citizens and residents just three weeks earlier. Eleven hours later we were in Paris, en route to Cannes and a film festival that maybe wasn’t such a great idea, and would almost certai...