I have to admit I am a sucker for Belmondo movies. He started doing films with the enfants terribles of the Nouvelle Vague but as the decade of the 60s gradually progressed, he jumped into more commercial movies.
After his first period of mass-oriented films, that includes gems like That man from Rio or Les Tribulations d’un Chinois en Chine, he worked with Truffaut in a movie that far away from Truffaut’s NV efforts put him altogether with the pretty sister of the soon-to-be deceased Francoise Dorleac, Catherine Deneuve. That was La sirène du Mississipi.
The Belmondo-Deneuve-Truffaut trio makes wonders in La sirène du Mississipi. It’s a story of love, betray, hate, deceive, obsession but with the right ingredients to appeal to the mass market of the 60s: action, stars and short dialogs in a well-produced package.
That said, the director plays with the idea of what is really love, suggesting it might be the thing inexorably brings us to destruction, without any chances to escape.
From the locations chosen, to the soundtrack, to the models Deneuve wears (Yves St Laurent), La Sirenne du Mississipi will captivate you. Who wouldn’t fall in love with a woman such as the young Deneuve?