Film Recommendation

I’ve just come back from my summer holiday in France, and I took some time off from movie watching. Yes, sacrilegious I know. But one of places I visited was the quaint port town of Rochefort in the southwest, whose streets and squares became the location for Jacques Demy’s ebullient 1967 film, Les Demoiselles de Rochefort. This trip was intended as a little pilgrimage to celebrate one of my favourite films, and I spent a day in the scotching head wandering around and photographing all the spots where, say, Gene Kelly dances down the road, or when it’s band of travelling “carnies” enter the town via its iconic transporter bridge.