Plodding and ponderous dialogue dominate as we skate through what is probably a highly sanitised version of De Gaulle's life.
The characters communicate in rousing epithets, ladling on the patriotism by the bucket load.
I'm sure that De Gaulle loved his country, his wife and children very much, and that's a good thing, but the ham fisted focus on his struggle, despite his doubts about the rightness of his purpose, just makes this too much of a hagiography for my taste.
In the end, it probably gives an ok précis of his life and no doubt enormous achievements, but seriously suffers from lousy writing.
The characters communicate in rousing epithets, ladling on the patriotism by the bucket load.
I'm sure that De Gaulle loved his country, his wife and children very much, and that's a good thing, but the ham fisted focus on his struggle, despite his doubts about the rightness of his purpose, just makes this too much of a hagiography for my taste.
In the end, it probably gives an ok précis of his life and no doubt enormous achievements, but seriously suffers from lousy writing.