I really wanted to show this movie, but thought it would be fun to show it somewhat spontaneously on a Satuday night. Of course, there was yet another snowfall, and since the email didn’t get sent until early afternoon, the audience was quite small. Still… the movie was liked. There has been all manner of talk about Blue is the Warmest Color, along many subject lines: It’s pornography. The sex scenes are gratuitous. The director took advantage of the young actresses. There were no actual Lesbians involved. (What next? Real serial killers in murder stories? Real doctors in medical dramas? Bollocks!) Some complain that there are too many close-up shots of Adèle’s drooling mouth. (We did have a bit of fun counting how many shots of her ass there were!)
After my second viewing, I stand by my opinion that this is a great movie, and a wonderful coming-of-age tale.
As the reviewer A.A.Dowd wrote in the A.V. Club review:
“As for the sex scenes, they’re as insanely erotic as advertised; it’s not just their frankness and duration that counts, but their emotional intensity too. While many movies make sex look either sleazy or pantomimed, here’s one that depicts it honestly—as a messy, sometimes ungraceful act of connection. For some, it may be impossible to separate these prolonged simulations, which were surely no picnic to film, from the allegations of unprofessionalism the actresses have leveled against Kechiche. But only a hopeless prude could confuse any of it for pornography. There’s too much raw emotion, too much fierceness and beauty, in the way Exarchopoulos and Seydoux embrace. How, in this day and age, could two women fucking inspire such hysteria, especially among otherwise enlightened cinephiles? It’s just sex, after all. The heavy stuff comes after, when passions cool and two people, once united in amorous appetite, have to figure out how to keep what they have alive.”
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