Nicoletta M
I liked it more than I thought I would; Bardot delivers, and the message is unexpectedly uplifting. Not a great film, but it does have its moments in Bardot’s performance and Trintignant’s tender persistence. The Mediterranean climate and look of the film kept me watching through the slower parts, and the whole of it has that lazy, slow, hot summer day feeling, when all you hear are the cicadas, and you start to feel a little loopy …
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Rated 3 out of 5 stars
08/27/24
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Daryl D
Je T'aime, Je T'aime, Je T'aime
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03/27/24
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john g
By herself BB turns a nothing-ball script and plot into a memorable event in movie history
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Rated 4 out of 5 stars
03/30/23
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Bardot is as beautiful as the title implies, but the movie is mediocre in every aspect
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Rated 2.5 out of 5 stars
01/30/23
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david f
Ahhhh Bardot. That's about all this film has going for it.
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Rated 3 out of 5 stars
03/31/23
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Aside from its fantastic title and its postcard baiting locales a Europe attracted Alfred Hitchcock would kill for to claim for himself, Roger Vadim's "... And God Created Woman" has little going for it besides Brigitte Bardot's face and body (which, by any standard, are assets any film'd be lucky to be able to place as much on a pedestal as this movie does). But only for so long can a shapely eyeful cover up a lacking of substance, and Bardot doesn't have the charisma of Marilyn Monroe and Vadim isn't as joyous a filmmaker as, say, Russ Meyer. This is a movie Triple X by 1956's criterion but tediously G by 2016's. Plenty of movies as old as your favorite senior citizen have remained steamy over the years - fact is is that "... And God Created Woman" is all hype and no delivery, the sixty-year-old cinematic equivalent of "Pitchfork's" most widely covered new artist of 2010 to never have quite made it.
Bardot, of course, is a credible actress in her own right, one who would eventually headline vehicles worthy of her sex kitten persona (a la 1963's "Le Mepris" and 1965's "Viva Maria!"). But "... And God Created Woman," despite knowing how to competently photograph her, is flat melodrama that would benefit from "Peyton Place" (1957) theatricality. Softened by censors and given the stagey cinematographic trappings tacked on by CinemaScope, little heat is generated; carnality is something one has to search for, considering just how toned down Bardot's sexuality is and how wooden every performance surrounding her is.
The film's shimmeringly idealistic but portentously without immediacy. In it, Bardot is Juliette Hardy, an eighteen-year-old orphan so sexually insatiable her appetite can perhaps only parallel that of a twelve-year-old boy. But the difference lies in that she's actually getting some, and that the opposite sex actually takes her seriously (or, at least, takes her seriously as a one-night lay to be forgotten about). And she likes that attention: nothing much stops her from sunbathing nude, from socializing with the flirty vigor of a randy vixen, from sleeping around like a Long Island Lolita waiting for her Joey Buttafuoco. Her adoptive parents are perpetually on the edge of sending her back to the orphanage. The town seems ready to banish her at any given moment.
The liberated girl would rather live a life where's she's free to use to her body as a weapon, but since the conservative culture in which she's living would prefer she be the virgin in white to the temptress in black lingerie, she ultimately conforms and marries the twenty-one-year-old square Michel (Jean-Louis Trintignant), whom she weds as a way to get closer to his rugged older brother (Christian Marquand). But no matter the circumstance, "... And God Created Woman" is about the taming of this sexpot, and that, in itself, is a bore.
Because we don't necessarily want to see Juliette comply with what society wants- from Sharon Stone in "Basic Instinct" (1992) to Lily Powers in "Baby Face" (1933), we want to compulsively watch as Juliette uses men as a way to propel herself up to the top. There's a fascinating power to that dynamic, especially in a cinematic landscape afraid to express itself sexually. Vadim's reasoning to only slightly challenge the censors is disappointing - we want to see "... And God Created Woman" push further than "Lolita" (1962). Dismaying, then, that it seems like little more than a vaguely more risqué Sandra Dee vehicle.
But in spite of its paltriness, "... And God Created Woman" still warrants viewing as a result of the thrill of seeing Bardot at her prime. Maybe everything around her is not as electrifying to behold as she is. But so intriguing for the eyes and the loins is she that we don't much care if there's nothing else to attach ourselves to. It's only after watching the movie that we come to our senses.
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Rated 2 out of 5 stars
02/03/23
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