Et Dieu… créa la femme (And God Created Woman). This is the film where Brigitte Bardot first got attention for the sex kitten thing. It’s an okay story, nothing special. I did appreciate many of the shots, lighting, and sets, especially the interiors. Definitely skippable, though. A funny coincidence: both this movie and the one I watched right before it, Blast of Silence, feature scenes where the emotional tension is heightened by quick cuts to musicians playing Latin music on hand drums. I assume this is a cliché that appears in other films of the era. See also: mad scene.