Picks and Pans Review: Catherine Millet
In this remembrance of flings past, sex becomes a mass-production effort with the author, a French magazine critic, emerging as a machine that never, wears out. At one point, Millet invites ravishment from an eager line of anonymous men she awaits in a car parked in Paris's Bois de Boulogne. No, they didn't have to buy her dinner first. So much for France's flair for romance.