Thursday, November 07, 2013

Lesbian Porn and Un Café

"I saw a lesbian porn movie!" My 86-year-old friend, Lois, announced this over lunch, highly recommending Blue is the Warmest Color. "They show everything," she said. Lois has been married three times to men and mourns the absence of them in her life now. She's nothing if not open and her adult children adore her . . . as I do. Usually her movie recommendations are good. Unfortunately the recent French cinema release is also 3 hours of interminable close-ups of the protagonist asleep, voraciously eating (food), and appearing depressed or confused. Ostensibly a coming-of-age story, there is no evolution to the character. I hadn't read any reviews prior to seeing the movie, but I couldn't shake the notion that the director was male.

The buzz is all about the sex scene which was far better than most porn portrayals of lesbian sex where the breasts are fake and the sex often brutal. That segment is nothing compared to the two lovers meeting in un café (coffee shop) where desperation rules their passion. 

The choice of that location is a subtle French slam on American coffee houses, in my opinion: no one had a laptop open working on their most recent screenplay, nor were they checking their smart phones, nor did they appear to notice the feverish activity of the two women.  Ooh la la!

The movie won a Cannes Film Festival prize.  Here's a review.




The best part of the evening was dinner and drinks afterward where we each weighed in on sexual orientation and the differences in such between gay men and lesbians.