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France knights Lucas, Foster and Weaver, claiming Hollywood’s myth-makers as its own

France's highest honour for the makers of Star Wars, Alien and the Minions is less a thank-you than a quiet claim of cultural kinship
Camille Lefèvre

France has always treated the cinema of others as a conversation it was entitled to join. The critics of Cahiers du cinéma spent the 1950s canonising Hitchcock and Hawks as auteurs the Americans themselves had overlooked; the New Wave then repaid the debt by rebuilding Hollywood grammar in its own image. What unfolded at the Élysée Palace this week is the logical extension of that old habit — the Republic pinning its highest civilian distinction on the people who built modern popular cinema, and in the same gesture folding them into its own cultural patrimony.

George Lucas, Jodie Foster, Sigourney Weaver and Illumination founder Chris Meledandri were each made a Chevalier of the Legion of Honor, with the veteran French director Claude Lelouch elevated to the senior grade of Commandeur. As Deadline first reported, President Emmanuel Macron presided in person, turning a bureaucratic honours list into a piece of soft-power theatre staged for one nation and broadcast to the rest.

The roll of names is more pointed than a lifetime-achievement salute. Macron gave much of his tribute to Foster’s lifelong bond with France — the mother who raised her on European cinema, the apartment on the Île Saint-Louis, the fluent French that has let her act in the language, most recently in the drama A Private Life. Weaver has moved with comparable ease through French culture, appearing as herself in the Paris comedy Call My Agent!. Even Meledandri’s Minions, the most globally frictionless product in animation, are drawn and rendered in Paris, at the Illumination Mac Guff studio. France is not thanking outsiders; it is claiming its own.

Lucas stands slightly apart, the cinephile who turned the serials of his boyhood into a private mythology and then a global religion; to honour him is to concede that Star Wars did to the world what the French auteurs never quite managed, and to absorb rather than resist it. Lelouch, the lone home-grown master in the group, anchors the afternoon in French soil — the director whose A Man and a Woman took the Palme d’Or sixty years ago receiving the higher rank, as if to remind the visitors whose house they stood in.

The gap between the grades is not incidental. The four Americans entered at the rank of Knight, the entry level of an order Napoleon created in 1802; Lelouch’s Commander insignia sits two grades above it. The ceremony fell on 15 July, the day after the Republic’s own national fête — a piece of scheduling that read as its own quiet argument.

It made for an improbable tableau in the palace’s gilded rooms: the father of the Death Star, the woman who outlasted the Alien, and the man behind the Minions standing at attention while a French president explained, in effect, that their cinema had been French all along.

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