‘I really like these angry green women,” a French friend said recently, as the assembly elections approached. It’s a funny phrase, redolent of She-Hulk, but I knew exactly what – and whom – she meant.

It’s impossible to overstate my crush on Marine Tondelier, the French Green party leader. Tondelier has been a revelation in the past few feverish, fretful weeks; she has cut through French politics like a hot knife through butter. Forensically, forcefully articulate and unafraid to show her emotions, she is “cash”, as the French say – frank, funny and down-to-earth.

Tondelier comes across as a real (albeit brilliant) person, not a cautiously on-message robot. She talks, to paraphrase the musical Hamilton, like she is running out of time. I have watched endless clips of her verbally demolishing opponents with off-the-cuff zingers, relished her clinically detailing of the worst National Rally candidates and been moved by her obvious distress when a centre-right politician refused to commit his party to blocking the far right.

Tondelier comes........

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