Fabrizio del Wrongo writes:

What is it about Catherine Deneuve that prompts desecration? It sometimes seemed as though her directors needed to spoil her in order to properly venerate her. Perhaps it’s the placid opaqueness of her beauty that encouraged filmmakers to treat her like a canvas — a screen onto which they could project their most perverse urges. Or maybe she was just attracted to weirdos…

Whatever it was, the artists who created posters for her movies of the ’60s and ’70s were just as alive to it as her directors.

Italy, 1965.

Czechoslovakia, 1970.

Argentina , 1970.