Lily Vega

Just watched the film at the DIA in Detroit Film Theatre. It was a treat to see Bardot and Lang, the beautiful coast of Greece and that gorgeous house at the end (anyone know details about the architecture of the house?) What some in the theatre, overhearing talk, was that it was boring, they fell asleep..... but in the end called it Horribly Brilliant. I savored the dialogue, repeating, restating, the long pauses, the whirling affect of relationship conversation. The magic of making a film that makes the viewer guess what has happened, what is happening and what will happen all simultaneously. Very obvious the nude scenes of Bardot were to keep the public engaged and show off her beauty, even in the google eyes of the pro-typical Palance representing Hollywood intellectual males. I feel like this 1963 film is the era I was born into and explains alot without fantastic dialogue. It just is.