We had to memorize the first verse of La Marseillaise, the French national anthem, written during the French Revolution. (Yes, it even predates our own unsingable American national anthem.) Over two decades later, it's still burned into my brain. So, when I finally get to France, I can still ask where the toilet is (although whether I'll comprehend the answer is another issue) and I'll be able to impress the local populace by butchering their national anthem.
On that note, I give you Henri:
I've watched several subtitled French films, but the narration of this one makes me think of "Alphaville," an Orwellian film by Jean-Luc Godard about a city whose emotionless inhabitants are ruled by a computer named Alpha 60. At work we've embarked on Project Alpha, but to me, it will always be Project Alphaville.
People should not ask 'why', but only say 'because.'
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