Sunday morning in August 1976, at dawn at 5.30 in an empty Paris, he started with a Mercedes-Benz 450 SEL 6.9.
He crossed Porte Dauphine, Avenue Foch, Arc de Triomphe, Place de la Concorde, Rue de Rivoli, Chaps Élysée, ignoring the red lights and running at breakneck speed.
All this in eight minutes to reach Sacré-Coeur on the steps to find the woman who had rendezvous.
A minifilm of the unique Claude Lelouch. An anthem to eroticism and Woman.
To the Woman we must celebrate every day. And let’s not forget: We love women when we respect them.