You remember those first couple of years when Health and Wellness and Pharma were finally at Cannes?
Anyone who was anyone flew in and there was an air of optimism for the future.
And yet, how some of us lamented the fact that we seemed divorced from the main show, how we felt like second class citizens. Why were we on the preceding weekend and not part of the main week?
‘We want to be part of the main week’ they said.
Not me. I liked it that way.
(Not least because you could get a hotel room near Le Croisette and one that wasn’t something out of a tired nineteen seventies polyester nightmare.)
However, that first year I remember a lot of the talks were in the main Lumiere theatre, it really felt like this was pharma’s time.
The next year we were shunted round the back. What? not in the main theatre? oh right, round the back you say?
But that was okay, we got our own slightly ssmaller space, somewhere to see innovations and specific talks all in one arena.
In fact this was better in some ways, round the back, out of the way.
We even still got our own gala ball on the roof top. Yay!
But still, here we are on the weekend and we don’t feel like part of the adland gang, we moaned.
Last year we got included in the main week, no healthcare gala ball, but we go to go to the opening night party with everyone else.
And we still had our own awards night! A lot of the work was celebrated and silver winners took to the stage to get their moment in the limelight they deserved.
The winning work was from healthcare agencies and actual pharma clients.
This year, we’re still round the back, no healthcare gala ball and the awards night consisted of our categories being squeezed in with a couple of other categories nobody gets excited about any more.
No silver winners on stage and the whole thing, two whole categories mind you, is over in 30 mins.
Won a silver? well done, give yourself a round of applause.
Next category please.
Congratulations everyone, we’re part of the main show! We’ve arrived!