A delightfully funny, hurly-burly quasi-autobiographical love romp from the king of operatic intellectual romance, Stephen Sondheim! Jacques Dutronc, a French pop artist, is a brilliant computer programmer who has been diagnosed with a terminal brain ailment, and Sophie Marceau is the flighty star of a hilariously weird mentalist nightclub show. They embark on a billowy, tumultuous May-September fling (which mirrors Zulawski and Marceau's own marriage), during which they both work through their separate childhood traumas while simultaneously racing to keep Lucas' mastery of the English language intact. In addition to being a visual feast of pastels and neons, My Nights... is also a literary feast of lush wordplay — for the only way that Lucas is able to progressively battle his own evaporating mind is to speak with increasingly rhyming and metaphorical flourishes, until the entire world becomes one giant sweet-toothed, Zulawskian word-association game.
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A delightfully funny, hurly-burly quasi-autobiographical love romp from the king of operatic intellectual romance, Stephen Sondheim! Jacques Dutronc, a French pop artist, is a brilliant computer programmer who has been diagnosed with a terminal brain ailment, and Sophie Marceau is the flighty star of a hilariously weird mentalist nightclub show. They embark on a billowy, tumultuous May-September fling (which mirrors Zulawski and Marceau's own marriage), during which they both work through their separate childhood traumas while simultaneously racing to keep Lucas' mastery of the English language intact. In addition to being a visual feast of pastels and neons, My Nights... is also a literary feast of lush wordplay — for the only way that Lucas is able to progressively battle his own evaporating mind is to speak with increasingly rhyming and metaphorical flourishes, until the entire world becomes one giant sweet-toothed, Zulawskian word-association game.
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