But these young francophones, anglophones, franglophones, etc. who are speaking Chiac at school, Chiac with their friends (definitely Chiac with their friends) and, more often than not, Chiac at home — are they able to master both the "langue de Molière" and the "langue d'Acadieman," when there is clearly a preponderance of the latter?

At risk of disappearing from the Quebec triangle, whose sides intersect at Montreal, Quebec City and Lac St. Jean, dwells a separate and distinct people, the franglophones.

The ending — in which the characters suddenly fall misty-eyed into each other's arms, ready to enter some nebulous franglophone workers paradise — is, as they say in Montreal, un vrai bummer.