Synopsis: Twin sisters Delphine and Solange (real-life sisters Catherine Deneuve and Françoise Dorléac) pass most of their lives pining for the day when the men of their dreams will come and whisk them away from their ho-hum lives in the sleepy town of Rochefort. Their mother Yvonne (Danielle Darrieux) passes most of her life pining for the lost love of Simon Dame (Michel Piccoli), whom she was engaged to marry many years ago but stepped out on because she couldn't stand the thought of becoming "Madame Dame" (I HATE it when that happens). Unbeknownst to her, Simon is visiting Rochefort for the weekend with his American friend Andy (Gene Kelly), who's also pining for love, as is the dashing sailor (Jacques Perrin) on shore leave searching for the feminine ideal he once captured in a painting. As their paths cross and re-cross but never quite come together, we start to wonder: How can so many people in the same small town in France be so perfect for each other yet keep failing to meet each other?
Jacques Demy's technicolor extravaganza--much livelier and much happier than his other big hit musical, "The Umbrellas of Cherbourg"--is the most serious threat any foreigner has ever made to beating the Hollywood musical at its own game. He cheated a little bit by stealing Gene Kelly (who did his own choreography, wears a pink shirt and is predictably fabulous), but the giddy dance numbers, the costumes, the pastel colors and the unbeatable Michel Legrand score are all homegrown, and should make any serious lover of American musicals deeply worried that their national pride has been surpassed by those damn Frenchies.