"Come Dance With Me" was probably meant as an airy mystery-comedy, but it's mostly stage-bound and talky. What's more, I guessed who the killer was (though admittedly not his motive) 15 minutes into the film, and if you've ever read even one Agatha Christie story before, you'll have no problem guessing it, either. This being a French film, it is slightly more sexually explicit than most American films of the period: we see a woman's (no, not Bardot's) bare nipple, and (heavy SPOILERS follow) the killer turns out to be a transvestite. Bardot's "amateur detective" role is somewhat of an acting stretch for her (her character has more functions than simply looking pretty and teasing men), but I still feel that for many viewers her scenes in a revealing black dress will be the most memorable ones. (**1/2)
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