La Vie En Rose

The film is structured as a largely non-linear series of key events from the life of Ãdith Piaf. [note 3] The film begins with elements from her childhood, and at the end with the events prior to and surrounding her death, poignantly juxtaposed by a performance of her song, "Non, je ne regrette rien".
The film opens with Ãdith as a small child in 1918, crying after being teased by other children. Her mother stands across the alley singing, busking for change. Ãdith's mother writes to her child's father, the acrobat, who is fighting in the trenches of World War I battlefields, informing him that she is leaving Ãdith with her mother so she can pursue the life of the artist. Her father returns to Paris and scoops up a sick Ãdith, then in turn leaves the child with his own mother, who is a madam of a bordello in Normandy. Now living as a child in a brothel, surrounded by the often brutal and demeaning business of prostitution, Ãdith is taken under the wing of the women there, especially Titine, a young troubled redhead who becomes emotionally attached to the little girl. Titine sings to, plays with, and tenderly cares for Ãdith through travails including an episode of keratitis-induced blindness.
Years later, Ãdith's father returns for her. Despite anguished protests from both Titine and Ãdith, he takes the child away to join him as he works as a circus acrobat. As Ãdith is outside cleaning up after dinner one night, she watches a fire eater practicing, and in the flames sees an apparition of St ThÃ©rÃ¨se, who assures her that she will always be with herâa belief that she carries with her for the rest of her life.
When Ãdith is nine years old, her father leaves the circus after an argument with the manager and begins performing on the streets of Paris. During a lackluster performance of her father's contortionist skills while Ãdith holds a hat for coins, a passerby asks if Ãdith is part of the show and, with prompting by her father to "do something" so the half-interested audience doesn't leave, she spontaneously sings "La Marseillaise" with raw emotion, mesmerizing the street crowd.
Years later, a nightclub owner named Louis LeplÃ©e approaches Ãdith while she sings (and drinks) on the streets of Montmartre for supper money with her friend MÃ´mone. He invites her to his club for an informal audition. Impressed, he hires her, after creating for diminutive Ãdith (1.47m in height) a stage surname of Piaf, a colloquialism for sparrow.
Soon, LeplÃ©e is shot dead, suspected by the police to be due to Ãdith's connections to the mafia through the pimp who has demanded a large portion of her street singing earnings. When Ãdith next attempts a show at a low grade cabaret, she is jeered and shouted off the stage by a hostile crowd. Things go from bad to worse when MÃ´mone is forcibly taken away to a convent for girls on orders from her mother. Desperate, Ãdith turns to Raymond Asso, a songwriter and accompanist. Through harsh means, he enlivens her performances by teaching her to gesture with her "great hands" while singing, and works with her on enunciation and other aspects of stage presence, including how to battle her initial fierce bouts of stage fright that almost prevent her from taking the stage for her first music hall performance.
While performing in New York City, Ãdith meets Marcel Cerdan, a fellow French national who is a boxer competing for the World Champion title. Though she quickly learns from him that he has a wife, who runs their pig farm while he's away, Ãdith tells MÃ´mone that she is falling in love with Marcel. The affair that ensues (it begins shortly after he beats Tony Zale and becomes World Middleweight Champion), while supposedly secret, results in "La Vie En Rose" being played for Marcel wherever he goes. The morning after Ãdith has persuaded Marcel to fly from Paris and join her in New York, she wakes up to his kiss. She joyfully hurries to get him coffee and her gift to him of a watch, while she mocks and exasperatedly shouts at her oddly subdued entourage as they listlessly stand around her apartment. They finally break the news to her that Marcel's plane crashed. Ãdith hysterically searches for the ghost of Marcel that was lounging on her bed just a few moments before, crying out the name of her lost lover.
The narrative bookends these scenes from Ãdith's middle life with repeated vignettes of an aged-looking Ãdith with frizzy red hair, being nursed and tended to. She spends much of her time sitting in a chair by the lakeside, and when she stands, she has the stooped posture and slowness of a much older person. Another set of fractured memories shows Ãdith with short curly hair, plastered to her face as though she is feverish, singing on stage and collapsing while she tries to sing, a moment when Ãdith herself realizes that her body is betraying her, when she is hosting a party at a Parisian bistro, and topples a bottle of champagne because of her developing arthritis, and to the morphine addiction that ultimately plays a large role in her demise, as she injects the drug with a young lover in her bedroom.
After her husband, Jacques Pills, persuades her to enter rehabilitation for her addiction, she travels to California with him, and the audience sees the sober but manic-by-nature Ãdith being driven around in a convertible, laughing, joking, teasing her compatriots and generally being the life of the party, until she takes the wheel and promptly drives into a Joshua tree. The hilarity is uninterrupted as Ãdith gets out and pretends to hitchhikeâthe whole episode appearing to be a metaphor for her lifelong frantic efforts to be happy and distracted by entertaining others, through all manner of disasters.
Years later, Piaf, now frail and hunched, squabbles with her entourage about whether or not she will be able to perform at the Olympia. No one but Ãdith thinks that she will be ready to attempt the feat, but she ultimately faces this reality herself. Then, a new songwriter and arranger shows up with a song, "Non, je ne regrette rien", and Ãdith exclaims: "You're marvelous! Exactly what I've been waiting for. It's incredible. It's me! That's my life, it's me." She announces that she will indeed perform it at the Olympia.
Memories from prior to and during her last performance, when she collapses onstage, are interwoven through the film, foreshadowing the tragic end to a stellar but prematurely ended stage life. The memories appear to almost haunt Piaf. In one series, prior to what turns out to be her last performance, Ãdith is finally ready to go onstage after a series of delays, when she asks for the cross necklace that she always wears. As her staff rush away to get it, she sits and, in her quiet solitude, experiences more memories of her past, and after Ãdith puts on the retrieved cross and shuffles out onto the stage, the film presents more flashbacks as she is singing one of her signature songs, "Je ne regrette rien."
She relives a sunny day on a beach with her knitting, when an older Ãdith with an obvious stoop graciously answers the simple and polite questions of an interviewer: what is her favorite color? (blue), her favorite food? (pot roast), and then more poignant questions that she also answers without hesitation, again showing the longings of her life. If you were to give advice to a woman, what would it be? "Love." To a young girl? "Love." To a child? "Love."
As though he is carrying a swaddled infant, Louis easily carries Ãdith, tiny and wasted away at the age of 47, into her bedroom and tucks her into bed, while the subtitle removes any illusions that this is other than the last day of her life. She is afraid. She says she cannot remember things, but has a disjointed series of memories of the kind of small moments that somehow define all our lives more than the "big moments" doâscrambled and fragmentary as a dying person might experienceâher mother commenting on her "wild eyes," her father giving her a gift of a doll, and thoughts of her own dead child, Marcelle.
The film ends with Ãdith performing "Non, je ne regrette rien" at the Olympia.

Question: Where is "Non, je ne regrette rien" performed?
Answer: the Olympia