She has a sudden urge to have a baby. He wants to save himself for a big cycling race on Sunday. So she asks him to ask Jean-Paul Belmondo to help out.
The thing is pure fantasy, of course, a farce.
No actual man could resist Anna Karina, up there on the arthouse screen in a raincoat with the collar turned up, her pout melting into a thrilling smile.
A few years later, when young Catherine came along and tried to break my heart, was it just an accident that she wore this?
I’ve been on the lookout since then.
French Raincoat (No. 4192). Spotted in a shop in the Marais; gives me flashbacks to A Woman Is a Woman and Umbrellas of Cherbourg. Water repellent cotton-nylon blend, fully lined. Trim double-breasted trenchcoat-style, with front flap, adjustable cuffs, notched collar and deep back vent.
Please don’t bother to wait for rain.