Monique

Alexis . . . could not love [a woman] because he could only love his only desire. In contrast, Monique permits herself to be seduced by the intensity of color, by the pleasure of touching, by the occult particularities of her body, by the desire to read. Monique is an homage to French literature and confirms . . . that all writing is re-writing, a permanent dialogue with the other or the other text. - Teresa Almeida, New University of Lisbon