What kind of anti-Americanism is this? By the end of the fest, despite raves in both Libération and Le Monde (Vive la France!), poor Gallo had been browbeaten into issuing a public apology for having made the film. But the damage--to his credit--had already been done. Personally, I relish the notion that Meg Ryan, the cutie pie from You've Got Mail, would have been contractually obligated to watch The Brown Bunny from start to finish. And if that makes me anti-American...well, so be it.