Mademoiselle Pigalle

The French red-hair bombshell Brigitte Bardot looks like too young in this fine picture as a teenager daughter of owner of a night club Paul Latour (Bernard Lancret) involved in a counterfeit money, his main act singer Jean Clery (Jean Bretonnière) shall be in charge to take care of still naïve Brigitte Latour (BB) meanwhile his father finds a way to escape safe with her to Swiss, however the girl is so muddled than nosy, Jean enchants by the young Brigitte, even having a fancy fiancé Lili (Françoise Fabian), Jean tries hard to conceal the girl at your home of the police and his jealous fiancé as well, in this romantic comedy who really shine is the hilarious butler Jérôme (Raymond Bussières) with his weird posturing, followed by the zany three French Inspectors, also add some musical acts sang by Jean Clery totally miscasting for the role, is quite dated, kistch and off-color, conversely the dancing girls is truly great, plenty of gorgeous girls as often the French does, the plot is well-craft, recalling in some way American movies, Brigitte Bardot is another level of course!!!

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First watch: 2020 / How many: 1 / Source: DVD / Rating: 7

This film can probably be only fairly judged by a fluent French speaker. Subtitled films are more difficult to enjoy because the viewer's full attention isn't entirely with the on screen action. That aside, Bardot is of course the French Marilyn Monroe and she is comely and provocative to live up to that comparison. Her dance numbers while very good weren't anything more than what was done with all the Hollywood musicals of the forties and fifties. The plot is serviceable enough though that aspect of filmmaking is usually not the focus of a musical. Still, good entertainment, especially if you're a Bardot fan and/or can speak fluent French. 6/10.

When she's on the screen, Brigette commands your attention just by being there, mock-pouting, prancing about in revealing drapery, merely pouting or casting knowing glances at whoever needs to be trapped by her charms.

The plot was the sort of thing that Doris Day films were based around, but here mixed with more farce, more energy, and less coy dialogue; there are farcical situations galore, and common sense does not apply--the viewer is either in the mood for amiable poses from a self-aware sex kitten, or not afraid of a rather convoluted plot that involves gangsters, a butler with a Buster Keaton attitude, a woman professor that claims the straying lead, or totally impromptu musical numbers that owe a good deal of filching from MGM in it's Minnelli years of glorified technicolor.

All of which to summarize: good fun with some hearty laughs and a major bonus in a young star just beginning to realize her considerable impact on viewers, a musical farce with a little romance twisted into a somewhat feeble plot.

The male lead ,Jean Bretonnière,was primarily a singer ,mainly known for his appearance in Julien Duvivier's "sous le ciel de Paris"(1950) in which he performed the eponymous song (but today ,Edith Piaf's version has outshadowed his).

The screenplay ,written by (Roger) Vadim is not much ,a trite tale of forged currency.

Today ,the movie is entirely BB's ;this actress was unique ,with her petit je ne sais quoi ,her spontaneity (she never seems to act) ,,her false naiveté ( she was far from being dumb, in her movies as well as in real life).She became France's greatest sex symbol,and for that matter,never dethroned ,even though it would take Vadim's (mediocre movie in itself) " Et Dieu créa La Femme" to create the myth (the same year) .BB blows everybody off the screen in this movie,including earnest actress Françoise Fabian who would become an appreciated thespian in the late sixties .

Even BB 's fondness for pets is here ,represented by a parrot, Jacquot.

This movie can be considered a musical ,for Jean Bretonnière performs songs ,and during his fiancée's stodgy lecture about psychoanalysis , begins to dream of ...BB in a ballet.

It had just begun.The entire French male population (and the others) had not heard the last of BB.

Brigitte is so damn cute in this movie. And that's all that matters. But since I'm obligated to write a 10-line review, I guess I'll go ahead and bore you with my supercilious cinematic spiel. Feel free to skip the rest of the review and go watch the movie.

I was particularly surprised that France was capable of making a movie in the 50s that wasn't some desultory, experimental, existential ramble. Not that I have anything against all that, but after watching my 3rd Truffaut film and my 5th Godard film, I was ready for a breath of fresh air. And this film definitely delivered.

It's silly and mostly predictable but in the most charming way, like an old Cary Grant flick. But of course Brigitte has better legs than Cary Grant. And she can dance like a water nymph, ballet, acrobatic, provocative or hippy. Her acting style is genuine and impish much like Audrey Hepburn; however Brigitte adds a powerful sensuality to the presentation.

It helps to know French, but if not, here's what you do. Watch it once with subtitles on. Then watch it with subtitles off. The 2nd time, you'll get much more of the humour by simply watching their gestures and listening to their tones of voice. Have fun with it!