While on the subject of the French, just go and see Peter Weir’s Master and Commander – now. It’s a long overdue apology for the wrongheaded Brit-bashing of Gallipoli and, undoubtedly, a welcome entry to the canon – and cannons of – great conservative movies, with even an implied dig or two at the creation ’science’ crew for added fun.
The best lines?
“Do you want to see a guillotine in Piccadilly? Do you want your children to grow up singing the Marseillaise?”
Indeed not.