Brigitte Bardot was a beautiful woman. She had that kind of sex appeal that leaves men slack jawed, fumbling for their checkbooks, politely opening doors or pulling out chairs and leasing expensive sports cars. With the bat of an eyelash or the swing of her hips she could take you down; And she knew it! But I’m not telling you anything that you don’t already know.
The film Et Dieu… créa la femme (translation: And God created woman) is her swan song. A showcase of her beauty more than any other film in which she starred. Bardot plays Juliette, an insatiable teenager that bikes around beautiful Saint-Tropez tantalizing men and enduring the jealous whispers of it’s women. In love with a man she can’t have, she settles and marries his brother instead. Yet Juliette struggles to be true to him and to be a good wife, much to the chagrin of his family. After holding in her feelings, she erupts in the final scene. Dancing wildly as if possessed by the drums in the music. It’s impossible to take your eyes off the screen and easy to understand why these men can’t live without her.
