Led by veteran Ben Vereen, BOB FOSSE was scheduled in Paris just after the stage rendition of Jacques Demy's LES DEMOISELLES DE ROCHEFORT which did not met the expectations. But the Paris musical buffs gave a triumph to the Broadway show; it was not usual in the history of the Théâtre du Chatelet to offer isolated seats only, even for very advanced bookings. I watched for two full hours 17 extraordinary performers, who could sing, act, dance and give the impression that they really enjoyed to do it. The change in the settings was extremely precise and the sophisticated lightings brought an atmosphere of irreality which addded value to the show, if that was still possible. But the great surprise was the finale, with an extended rendition of the immortal Louis Prima's SING, SING, SING, after Ben Vereen sang two standards with curtain down, allowing the invisible personnel to build up an entirely new set for the small jazz band which came up on the screen, leaving the orchestra pit to the conductor and three synthetizers... Only a trombone solo was added to the original standard, as it was played at the Carnegie Hall in 1937. This association with Benny Goodman brought a standing ovation from a public of connoissseurs, totally absent from any anti-American feeling. It was an evening to remember, and I can only pity the few pissed-up reviewers pretending that the ensemble could be a "casting de tournée". They remind me of the snobs who are unable to see the perfection when watching the Joconde at the Louvre. harry carasso Paris, France