A young woman (Carol Cheng), unsatisfied with her relationship with her rich fiance, arrives in Paris to think things over with her friend (Patricia Ha). A dashing violinist, Kwong-Ping (CYF) whom our heroine sees busking one day soon sweeps her off her feet. TLA starts off as a predictable but effective romance, and ends, IMHO, as a hackneyed, ridiculous B-movie. Must all women with sexual feelings be treacherous or psychopathic? Apparently yes. (I admit, however, that I cheered wildly seeing CYF reading Tintin et le Lac aux Requins.)