Brigitte Bardot - Un Jour Comme Un Autre - 1968
RIP BB
HERBERG DE KELDER
I had been meaning to say something about the iconographic Brigitte Bardot who has died aged 91 for quite some time but never really got around to it and now she has passed it doesn’t sit well to speak ill of the dead.
Suffice to say I just didn’t ‘get’ her! Not sure the British ever did. She seemed like some exotic creature from another planet as indeed France might just as well have been. She always seemed inherently ‘other'
Ever a big fish in a small pond choosing to say in France, resolutely speak only French as per so many clichéd French people still do, especially Parisians, and she seemed to have little to no redeeming features or characteristics that I could relate to.
Her first film came out out before I was born and she never really seemed to fit well with my generation. I agree with her about her acting (sic). She couldn’t and was uniformly awful at it and gave it up by the age of 39 where she adopted the French recluse schtick.
Serially promiscuous from the age of 15 it might seem she was abused early on but made much of sexuality as being some kind of stand against the world and from a hugely dysfunctional family background she had seemingly no maternal instinct whatsoever and indeed seems to have become a solely dysfunctional adult preferring animals to people which has always been a bad sign in terms of social adjustment and development.
Ultimately extreme right wing (friend to the Le Pen family!) and increasingly intolerant of race, immigration and homosexuality she seemed to have always been out of step with the zeitgeist no matter what the image may have implied. At once only mere surface image and little to no substance politically, idealogical or indeed intellectually
I doubt she will be much missed
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