Blue is the Warmest Color, translated from French, is about growing up, falling in love and coming out. Clementine is a regular high school girl, when a night out with her gay best friend changes her life. First, her friends abandon her, decrying her for being a lesbian despite her protests. Second, she meets Emma: the punky, blue-haired girl who will not only change her life, but test friendships and her own self-identity.
A typical coming-of-age story in all senses; it ticks 99% of the clichés off the list. You could also wonder more about Emma come the end: what drew her to Clem in the first place? Why does it suddenly jump half way through?
Nitpick. Nitpick. Nitpick.
Logically you can read this and say it has all the clichés of coming out, of coming-of-age, all these other wee flaws, but these are retrospective, because reading it – the diary extracts were nice, the artwork was lovely, and I just kind of love it. It’s simple, direct (can be abrupt at times), but man, it’s one of those instances where how much you got caught up in reading it overshadows whatever red flags pop up.
Doubt I could handle the movie if it’s anything like this though. Would probably cry all over the place.