Cannes regular Lizzie Shapiro, a producer at Space Program with credits like Shiva Baby and Sasquatch Sunset, talks the joy of a late-night Doner Kebab and being mistaken for Robert Pattinson’s publicist.

Best bargain in Cannes?
Espresso! All I’m ever chasing in life is cheap, good espresso. A bonus is that it kills my hangovers and keeps me awake through screenings and meetings.

Favorite meal in Cannes?
For Italian, De Laura. Fred L’Ecailler for incredible fresh fish. Otherwise — follow the taxi drivers near the train station for the best kebab.

Most overrated restaurant?
I’ll never tell! But generally avoid heavily touristed zones. The further from The Palais, the better.

Biggest Cannes faux pas?
Since I can’t think of one, I am probably regularly committing it.

Best place to grab a drink after 3 a.m.?
At a friend’s apartment overlooking the port. It never gets old.

Your “only in Cannes” moment?
My very first night at my first Cannes I got caught in the rain leaving a party in my gown and heels. I finally gave up on the heels and ran through the streets in the rain barefoot. I was soaked and it was incredible!

Biggest Cannes pet peeve?
That person holding up the line, fighting with security. Step aside!

Cannes guilty pleasure?
1am Doner Kebab. 2am Doner Kebab. 3am Doner Kebab. In no particular order.

Strangest request you’ve ever received in Cannes?
One time at the Vanity Fair Party, I was waiting for my group outside when suddenly someone jumped out of a black car screaming “ROB, I’M WITH ROB!” thinking I was Rob Pattinson’s publicist and pushing me to the front with his team. I probably should have gone with it.

Most interesting celeb encounter?
I was once nearly run over by a drag queen dressed entirely as Mrs. Doubtfire, sailing through the Croisette crowd on a mobility scooter shouting “Helloooooo!”

One thing you won’t travel without, besides your phone?
First, an extra battery – a producer’s first job is to keep their phone alive. Second, extra-strength ibuprofen – a producer’s second job is to keep themselves alive.

Attitude towards timing/reporting on standing ovations at premieres?
This is the film world’s most eccentric custom. I love it. I’ll always be the last one standing.