Bastille Day always reminds me of how jealous I am of the French national anthem. La Marseillaise is a splendidly, rousing song. There is nothing quite like hearing a crowd belting it out with passion. This scene in Casablanca when Victor Lazlo leads Rick’s Cafe Americain in a stirring rendition of it is, to my mind, one of the finest scenes in cinema.
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