Scanialara You won't be disappointed!

ReaderKenka Let's be realistic.

Fatma Suarez The movie's neither hopeful in contrived ways, nor hopeless in different contrived ways. Somehow it manages to be wonderful

Bob This is one of the best movies I’ve seen in a very long time. You have to go and see this on the big screen.

MissSimonetta I think Jacques Demy can be an acquired taste for some people. His films often border on, if not fall directly into, camp territory with their bright mise en scene and grand melodrama. Most of them are quite melancholy or even downers, focusing on romantic frustration, lost dreams, bitter regrets, and family dramas. In this regard, The Young Girls of Rochefort (1967) is a little bit of an anomaly as it is quite sunny and cheerful.In many ways an homage to the Hollywood musical, Young Girls is a delightful romp about interconnected lovers and dreamers. Michel Legrand's music is fun and upbeat. All the actors are in fine form, even if some of them are a little rough with their footwork. Nevertheless, I would say this is one of Demy's best movies.

lasttimeisaw Jacques Demy's fourth picture, a pendant musical to his previous sing-song delicacy THE UMBRELLAS OF CHERBOURG (1964), real-life siblings Deneuve and Dorléac (who would ill-fatedly perish in a car accident in the mid-1967), play two non-identical twin sisters Solange (Dorléac) and Delphine (Deneuve), lap up their last weekend in their seaside hometown Rochefort , where a fair is scheduled, before take off to pursue their dreams in Paris. The opening musical number invitingly takes place on a ferry bridge, a novelty to the eyes of this reviewer, and introduces us two dashing carnies Étienne (Chakiris) and Bill (Dale), arriving for the weekend fair, who soon will be both jilted by their sailor-smitten dancing partners and seek succor to the twins. The hub where the movie's main characters hanging around is the glass-built café in the main town square, owned by the Yvonne (Darrieux, the legendary French cinema icon is the only one in the cast whose singing voice is not dubbed), the mother of Solange and Delphine, she meets a demobbed navy sailor Maxence (Perrin), who is a self-acknowledged poet-cum-painter, sentimentally looking for the ideal female, which unbeknownst to both, is actually Delphine, an uncanny undertow of how Maxence could draw a portrait of Delphine even without knowing her never really takes off, not to mention one of Yvonne's clientele is a grisly murderer, yes, in Demy's caprice, homicide and dismemberment are all trivial fodder for laughter. The twins have their own hang-ups to sort out, Delphine is leaving her pontifical boyfriend, the gallery owner Guillaume (Riberolles), and is dangled to find out who is the painter of the portrait (not that she really puts any effort to it); Solange, a composer and pianist, chances upon a foreigner Andy Miller (Kelly, supple enough to meet the dancing requirements, but overtly too old for the role) in town, mutually swooned over each other, yet they are so swamped in this leisure town, that no time to even exchange their names since Andy is actually the American musician Solange is arranged to meet through Simon Dame (Piccoli), a lovelorn singleton pining for his former fiancé, who broke off their relationship a decade ago simply because his ridiculous name, who wants to be called Madame Dame? And guess who is the petulant quasi-Madame Dame? I will not spill the beans but it is really a freaking small world!The plot is quite convoluted on paper, but Demy plays it out puckishly and desultorily, punctuates it with dynamically choreographed set pieces and lip-syncing affectation, although the monotony of the saccharine ditties (sorry maestro Michael Legrand!) starts to pall literally after the duet A PAIR OF TWINS, a similar fate in CHERBOURG, but what makes ROCHFORT a shade more inferior is its innate deficiency of empathy and intrigue, even it is an unadulterated feel-gooder, Demy's coup- de-théâre is way too self-conscious and inundated with smooth-talking levity, all his characters are energetic and emotive outwardly, but cardboard and unstimulating through and through. Rochefort is decked out with a variegated Murano-esque enchantment, and all roles are bestowed with an impeccable and eye-catching dress sense, "charming" is high-lighted on its DVD cover, indeed, that's the apposite word for this chic confectionery, a praiseworthy endeavor notwithstanding, it is also too cheesy for a dispassionate stomach.

morrison-dylan-fan Deciding to watch 100 French films over 100 days I began to talk to a fellow IMDber about what French cinema they enjoy.With having good memories from seeing auteur French New Wave film (FNW) maker Jacques Demy's The Umbrellas of Cherbourg after a rec from IMDb's Indian Cinema board,I was happy to spot this IMDber rec another Demy Musical,which led to me getting ready to meet the girls of Rochefort.The plot:Teaching ballet and music in the small town of Rochefort,sisters Delphine & Solange Garnier dream of meeting the love of their life as their single mum Yvonne runs a coffee shop,and Boubou goes to school. Arriving to perform in a circus, Étienne and Bill cross paths with the sisters and fall for them,but soon find out that they are not the only ones who have fallen for the girls of Rochefort.View on the film:Reuniting with Demy, Catherine Deneuve gives a sparkling performance as Delphine Garnier,whose glance at the mysterious painting Deneuve entwines with a long to identify the artist.Looking just as beautiful as her real sister, Françoise Dorléac gives a feisty performance as Solange Garnier,whose eyes Dorléac firmly sets on the present,and not the "what if." Delaying filming by 2 years due to other projects, Gene Kelly rewards Demy's patients with a great performance as Andy Miller,with Kelly's charms soaking the title in Golden Age Hollywood glamour.Originally planned as a companion piece to Cherbourg, (until the lead actor ran off!)writer/director Jacques Demy and cinematographer Ghislain Cloquet expand on the map set out by Cherbourg,from immaculate colour coding of everything that the Garnier's wear,to the streets of Rochefort looking like they have been covered in candy.Entering the coffee shop run by Yvonne Garnier, (played by a very good Danielle Darrieux) Demy lavishly gives his Musical numbers a depth of field with dazzling,gliding mirror shots casting the dreamy world of Rochefort out for miles and miles.Drastically re-writing the screenplay to replace the nods to Cherbourg,Demy bends the social issues of the French New Wave with the glitz of a high-kicking Musical. Leaving Yvonne without a partner,Demy touches on single parenthood with a smooth Musical touch which gives the FNW subject a light atmosphere stops the movie from slipping into a heavy-handed manner.Turning down the volume on the more poppy side of things from Cherbourg, Demy and composer Michel Legrand spin the Garnier's into swinging Jazz,which whilst sanding out some of the catching melodic sides does allow for the Garnier's optimism to shine over the stage,as Étienne and Bill meet the young girls of Rochefort.

raymond-15 I have such pleasant memories of Les Parapluies de Cherbourg (which I found quite moving)that perhaps I was expecting too much of Les Demoiselles de Rochefort.The story is pretty flimsy. A couple of young ladies (twins) seeking the men of their dreams. Of course they finally find them and every one is happy.There is a lot of dancing ( but I thought the choreography was poor and the ensembles ragged) and I'm afraid the songs of which there were many were not at all catching or toe-tapping. Gene Kelly's dancing was not up to scratch either.Jacques Demy's bright carnival atmosphere gave the film a lift and as always Michel Legrand's music gave strength to the production. The exaggerated wigs worried me a bit as they detracted from the beauty of the twins. Perhaps I am out of my depth when it comes to women's coiffure or may be I just don't remember the oddities of the 60's.Jacques Demy redeemed himself with his brilliant fairy tale "Donkey Skin" which I thoroughly recommend.If you think I have been harsh in condemning the unimaginative choreography of Les Demoiselles watch "Across the Universe" and you will appreciate what I mean.