MOVIE #15: BLUE IS THE WARMEST COLOR

Warning: Movie contains a lot of explicit scenes.

Not advisable if you're visually and mentally uncomfortable with such content.

Blue is The Warmest Color is so raw, organic, personal and fresh.

Some would see this as a crude lesbian sex film but if you've more depth, you'd see this beyond just that.

Not only I am a naturally curious being, I see myself as bi-curious too. And this movie sorta puts a lot of things into perspective for me. It is of course, very much possible to love a girl or any gender if you see humans as individuals instead of male and female. Though loving a man is entirely different, loving a woman goes on a totally different level. Not that I know but I believe they both offer different kind of experience, bond, security, emotional support and love. 

Surprisingly, I didn't cry. I'm usually quite a baby when it comes to movie like this. Many reviewed it to be triggering certain emotional wires but I didn't feel as much as I thought I would. I might just be almost emotionally crippled by now. 

It's comforting to learn through this movie that it's perfectly okay and possible to always have a weak spot for someone who you no longer see in that romantic way anymore. It's also alright to always have some sort of attachment towards someone in a neither platonic or romantic way. It's just an unexplainable state of neither here nor there.

I admire the character Emma. I had been there. I had loved someone with all. And like Emma, I was betrayed. At the same time, I could also relate to the character Adele. Being so madly in love for the very first time and terrified of being not good enough for the partner. The self-inflicting stress to match up and have your partner feel proud of you was never easy to eliminate. The more you loved, the bigger the fear became and that wasn't a good combination to begin with.

For those who've loved before, you'd understand: 

When you first loved, you were so eager. You were so eager to give though you had no idea how things might pan out, how to behave and how not to in the presence of another. You loved the other as if you were an avalanche. So intense, so overwhelming, so forthcoming, so messy. I think despite the fear, we should all love as if it's our very first. 

I will always love movie like this; reminding me I've once experienced and known love. Even if I can't feel it anymore, it was real and it happened not too long ago.

Love has no gender. Take whoever loves you.
Whatever makes you happy. Who cares? 
True love. Even if we have to die tomorrow, who cares?