Review of Irma la Douce (1963) by Kevin R — 30 May 2015
One of my favorite movies ever... I am a francophile, so that might explain part of it. The music is top notch. Jack Lemmon, Irma and les boules, Mustache, the sets... I love them all. When I was in Paris circa 1971 with my French cousin, a professional ballet dancer, he was taking dance classes and visiting the artists' unemployment office in Pigalle around lunch time and the prostitutes working across the street reminded me so much of Irma and her girlfriends.
It seemed surreal, they were all very pretty and dressed up beautifully with ponytails, large cinched belts, tight but pretty sweaters and beautiful circle skirts. It seemed surreal watching them go with their balding, fat daytime clients.
.. average working class guys... up to their by-the-hour hotel rooms. It did not seem ugly like here in America back then. I could watch this again and again... for the jokes, girls, dancing, and Paris.
This review of Irma la Douce (1963) was written by Kevin R on 30 May 2015.
Irma la Douce has generally received positive reviews.
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