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July 22, 2007

Best of the Jewish Blogosphere #126 Plus Brigitte Bardot

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Sean Connery and Brigitte Bardot in Shalako, 1968

“You're too beautiful to die.” says Sean Connery.

Brigitte Bardot says—

Actually, I have no idea what her line of dialog is. And neither does she.

I'm watching Shalako, an obscure American western that was shot in Spain with an international cast. Bardot didn't take too many English speaking roles because she didn't parlez English. She learned her parts phonetically and breathlessly heaved out her lines.

It's almost impossible to understand Bardot. She sounds like her mouth is filled with rocks. Oh well, we must content ourselves with gazing contentedly at the lovely BB.

Shalako actually has a great concept: A group of overbred European aristocrats are hunting in Apache territory, breaking a treaty — and the Apache attack. Only buckskin-clad Sean Connery can save them. Natch, Sean and Brigitte get it on.

But there is zero, I mean zero chemistry between Sean and the dazzling blond one.

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In “Shalako” Bardot fights Apaches and the English language


Which is kind of funny when you consider that they were an item off-screen. Just goes to show, on-screen magic truly is magical. In this movie, Connery and BB are wooden.

At one point BB whispers: “Yooo waant me don't yooo?”

Connery looks at her long and hard and I swear, he's like: “Eh.”

In fact Sean definitely shows more interest in his horse.

And the action scenes? Veteran director Edward Dmytryk was asleep at the wheel. Yawn-fest.

Not too surprising. Eddie directed perhaps the most brain-dead movie I have ever not watched — made it through the first 45 minutes and then just passed out—Raintree County. Talk about boring. Edward Dmytryk made the young and beautiful Liz Taylor unwatchable.

Oh, and there's a dumb opening credit song, so bad your skin crawls. Lyrics by Jim Dale. Sound familiar? Listen to your Harry Potter tapes. That's our boy.

Anyhoo.

Ding!

Ding!

Ding!

E-mail beckons.

Haveil Havalim has arrived.

And so, to pay tribute to BB, before she marinated herself in the sun like a well done hamburger:

Haveil Havalim #126 The Brigitte Bardot Edition

We'd like to thank Reb Chaim Ha Qoton for including Seraphic Secret's Watch the Skies in this week's excellent round-up.

Yasher Koach Reb Chaim, a job well done. Have a meaningful Fast on T'sha B'av.

Posted by Robert J. Avrech at July 22, 2007 01:04 PM

Comments

Seraphic Secret is private property, that's right, it's an extension of our home, and as such, Karen and I have instituted two Seraphic Rules and we ask commentors to act respectfully.

1. No profanity.

2. No Israel bashing. We debate, we discuss, we are respectful. You know what Israel bashing is. The world is full of it. Seraphic Secret is one of the few places in the world that will not tolerate this form of anti-Semitism.

That's it. Break either of these rules and you will be banned.

I don't get it.

Posted by: Reb Chaim HaQoton at July 22, 2007 02:45 PM

Reb Chaim:

It's our minhag. I watch an obscure movie every Sunday morning and because you guys never give the Haveil Havalim a decent, catchy title, well, I do it.

Totally random.

It's a Hollywood thing.

Sigh.

Someone should have warned you about me.

Posted by: Robert J. Avrech [TypeKey Profile Page] at July 22, 2007 03:49 PM

Hard to believe that SC and BB were an item. Somehow, I expected more from him. Seems like a decent guy, like Russel Crow. Of course, Gibson fooled me, too.

Posted by: Barzilai at July 22, 2007 09:47 PM

Elizabeth Taylor was nominated for Best Actress for her work in Raintree Country.

Posted by: b.a.f. at July 22, 2007 10:31 PM

Barzilai:

BB might be a lovely woman, we don't know. I actually like her film work quite a bit. Feel sorry for her emotional problems; her history of depression and multiple suicide attempts are tragic.

Posted by: Robert J. Avrech [TypeKey Profile Page] at July 22, 2007 11:51 PM

BAF:

Yup, she was. Which just goes to show that the Oscar nomination can mean less than nothing. The script is dead weight, and the finished film is just wretched; Liz's performance is a lot like watching a lobotomy in progress.

Posted by: Robert J. Avrech [TypeKey Profile Page] at July 22, 2007 11:55 PM

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