Charles de Gaulle spends another 150-odd minutes insisting France exists because he says it does. I was still on board.
Antonin Baudry hops between Casablanca, the Resistance and the front line, and none of it feels like homework. It romps along; I never once felt the running time. The best fights happen around tables, though, as de Gaulle outmanoeuvres Franklin Roosevelt, Winston Churchill and Henri Giraud over who gets the keys to liberated France.
Simon Abkarian remains terrific, all imperious sulks and theatrical certainty. As Churchill, Simon Russell Beale is great value too, though their odd-couple sparring has cooled into two giant egos wondering why the other one is still talking. Niels Schneider's Philippe Leclerc supplies the dash while de Gaulle wages war by memo. I missed the first film's claustrophobic intrigue, but the broader, more rousing sweep works.
Liberté takes a few more liberties, with an invented Resistance fighter stitching history together, and this time I could see the joins. More awkwardly, the Free French get a free pass. De Gaulle won't let London or Washington decide France's future, yet runs his government from Algiers without exactly polling the Algerians.
Baudry has given de Gaulle his heroic ending. I'd happily watch a third film about history sending him the invoices.