Blue Is the Warmest Color
i was kinda expecting to be disappointed. that's how it often works. i wasn't! it's so nice!
lèa isn't the star i was crushing on. though once she cuts the blue hair, she's looking really good. adèle exarchopoulos is such a ****ing cutie. she's fit, yet she's still got this baby look. in fashion editorials, yeah, i wanna see bone. but what's attractive in the "i wanna touch" sense, this girl has. aspects of her jawline might be slightly masculine; those baby cheeks make it more than work.
this abdellatif is just not gonna let her be the audience's little girl. my goto for analysis, find the noise that grates and relate to the gold standard of fiction -- nabokov's Lolita. why the graphic, gritty sex scenes disrupting an otherwise soft, beautiful, unreal film? to prevent the audience from shaping adèle into a bisexual phoebe pyncheon. h.h. carved a girl into his impossible fantasy; abdellatif is stopping the audience from doing the same. after watching her **** like a p*rn star, she's a not quite as ethereal. i plan to flesh out this idea into an essay. i gotta look into this antigone mythology the film alludes to in discussing the concept of "little." in addition to preventing the film from being lesbian/gay genre fiction -- which it edges on at moments -- i think her bisexuality also intentionally detracts from this unreal or ethereal quality. won't let it be pristine.
oh, i cried for a second! - obviously they were not going to end together -- we are told tragedy is inevitable -- but when emme tells adèle she doesn't love her. - got me. her follow-up, "a feeling of infinite tenderness" in contrast to love is very interesting. i'm not giving 5 stars until i see again, but tears put a movie in the running.
Chapitres 1 et 2?