A few days in Montreal was enough to revive my Jacques Demyism, thanks to my Katie Trumpener musical class for introducing me to his masterpiece Les Parapluies de Cherbourg, and his peculiar Les Demoiselles de Rochefort, otherwise I would have no French to offer back to all these bakery shop workers or metro men. I didn’t see many dancers, though, and not many singers either.
The Umbrellas of Montreal
