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Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien

I saw La Môme on Saturday and now I can’t stop thinking about Édith Piaf. La Vie En Rose is one of my favourite songs, after all. I really have a fascination with these messed up artistes. (Frida Kahlo, Van Gogh, Gustav Klimt, Jackson Pollock..) Anyhow, I didn’t like the disjointed storytelling, but Marion Cotillard was amazing. If I were to go to Père Lachaise, I’d visit Piaf’s grave and not the tourist favourite, Jim Morrison’s.

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