Put aside the clumsy anarchy references. Granted, there is trespassing and several other issues in that regard.
If these can be looked past, what gets left is a passion which can only come from a singleness of purpose. The interplay between the characterization of Papa Rudy and Philippe is nicely done, right down to the torn bank-note.
Narrated from the torch of the Statue of Liberty, it projected a sense of an “I” who had no need to ask existence of permission.