At the cinema in Hyères, in the south of France, there were just nine souls present for Suite Française, Saul Dibb's new film based on the remarkable but uncompleted novel of Irène Némirovsky, incomplete because she was dispatched to Auschwitz by France's Nazi occupiers and died there a month after her arrival.
The screening room holds 120, but I understand the low turnout since it was an afternoon showing.
I suppressed the thought that anyone who voted Front National in recent elections - and rather a lot did in this part of France - should be made to see the film. I did not suppress the thought that anyone who votes FN because he or she admires its creator and honorary president, Jean-Marie Le Pen, should be made to watch it over and again (I saw it as his daughter, Marine, was crying "not me!" after dad's repetition of his party piece that the gas chambers are a mere detail of Second World War history ... the whole wretched family is now in a state of warfare).
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