Apparently Moulin means windmill. So Moulin Rouge is actually a red windmill. :)
I loved the ambience of this place. Our walking tour guide told us a lot of stories about the place. The one i remember very vividly is a titbit about Goulue a dancer who used to kick men's hats and drink up their alcohol. She died of consumption.
The place was supposed to be very overly "modern" and rebellious when it came up. However, compared to what is easily available now in the internet, Moulin Rouge has lost some of its color.
Right across the theatre, there is a church where the ladies of the night pray. I was reminded of the Huntress series I read and fell in love with. Sigh. The world seems to be so interconnected for me.