Films

Blue Is The Warmest Colour.

That the two leads are women doesn't really matter, you're not thinking about that, it's about falling in love and being monstrously hurt and it's brilliantly done, so much of it is completely natural and unstaged and honest ( a lot was extemporised) and heart-breaking. It's graphic, I can't think of a film where soixante-neuf has been shown so explicitly, but other domestic scenes are just as graphic and revealing- like eating a meal. One scene set around a meal is very revealing and painful. Adèle Exarchopoulos is a revelation, you totally forget she's acting and three hours passes very quickly. It's her film really, it's her story, the timescale was confusing until I read the director said it's set over thirty years but he didn't want the characters to look aged. It's a film Hollywood would never make, that's for sure. It grants the audience too much credit to be an American film. It's never judgemental, the film doesn't take sides, there's no villain or hero, it just tells a story incredibly well. The early bar scene is wonderful, you fall in love at the same time as Adele, stolen glances and lingering gazes- for instance when they're in the park early on the director shows a glimpse of Emma's armpit as Adele stares at it with a carnal fixation, I don't think there are any shots from Emma's POV. This film blew me away, it was an emotional voyage, one of the films of the year.

Saw it a couple of nights ago, your review has helped me with it. I didn't understand the need for the explicitness and thought it unnecessary, but your mention of the home scenes sort of brings it together. The awakening and falling in love was the best part the rest was a little lost on me... ...