If you’re perturbed by adults directing prepubescent girls to twerk and pantomime oral sex while barely clothed for global consumption, professional film critics may accuse you of scandal-mongering. If you’re even more shocked by the cinema elite’s reflexive embrace of Cuties, well, you shouldn’t be. The lionization of the exploitation of women in children is par for the course in the film world, and the celebration of Netflix’s global release of Sundance-winning Cuties is just a part of a greater pattern. To understand the sort of rot that not even the #MeToo movement can expunge from elite cinema, one only needs to turn to a different film festival, Cannes, considered the most important on the planet.

From being turned into Harvey Weinstein’s playground once a year to absurdly sexist dress codes, Cannes has spent the past few years purging secret sexist scandals from the sun-soaked Riviera. But there’s a very open sexism built into the very system of the festival, and one award in 2013 perfectly describes the sort of culture that loves the soft porn of Cuties.