I am no wine connoisseur. I like wine, but you won't catch me paying hundreds of dollars for a bottle of it. Don't you just love the way wines are described in such flowery language? Seems like a joke. Did Jacques keep the wine for his collection of underwater fine wines?
I wasn't blessed with palate that will distinguish hints of tones of shadows and such, which lets me enjoy $20-$40 bottles just fine. Far as I'm concerned, some booze is better then no booze at all, so I don't get too princess & the pea in these matters.
As I heard the story, Cousteau found 3. Opened one and found it was contaminated. Opened another and drank it with the crew. The third went up for sale and, at 2400 years old or something, was the most expensive wine ever sold. Sits in some Getbigger's cellar, no doubt.