Faithful Heart (1923)
When watching classic films, it can often be hard to approach them objectively. For instance, when I went to see Metropolis for the first time last winter, I was expecting a lot from it, because I'd read so much about it. Similarly now, when I watch anything by Murnau or Ozu, I'm expecting a lot from them. Of course, this is inevitably going to lead to disappointment. I can remember going to the cinema to see Superman Returns a few years ago, encouraged by a review declaring it "the best film ever!". Again, it wasn't a bad film, but I couldn't watch it and enjoy it as much, because I was always expecting the moment to come when it suddenly transformed into "the best film ever!". That moment never came, and I left disappointed. However, sometimes (and it's nowhere near as often), a film that you haven't really heard anything about, that's not been made by a well-known director, can come along and completely blow you away. French dire...