Le Mépris (Contempt, in English). Everything is gorgeous in this film: the shots, the Malaparte villa, the music and of course Brigitte Bardot. She’s so incredibly free, in an era when it wasn’t necessarily a given thing. That could be the main reason I love this film. But I think that what really struck me when I was eighteen years old was how much Jean-Luc Godard understood women. The way he directed Bardot in front of his camera, what he made her say. I felt as though he understood completely what goes on inside a woman’s head, and I found this idea fabulous as well as terribly sexy.