A story of two lovers—Zorg (Jean-Hugues Anglade), a novelist, and Betty (Beatrice Dalle), a sexy, mercurial woman—who fall into an all-consuming relationship, moving from a remote shack to bohemian Paris and back to a dreamy rural town, in this intense story of struggling with love and lust.
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3.5 I love the attention that was put into color, lighting and shadow in each frame, and parts of this film are very sexy, but on the whole, it did not move me and is a substantial investment at 3 hours long.
This has almost everything I love about movies. Uninhabited, slow decent into madness, a dash of Zulawskian food orgy, beautiful imagery, tasty atmosphere ridden with sex, boundless performance, characters that are built out of ideals than rationality. Can't really say anything about it. One of the better movies I've seen!
I've seen it said in review on other sites that Betty is suffering from Borderline Personality Disorder but have the filmmaker ever confirmed this?
It feels true because a lot of things Betty does in the film hit home for someone who used to date someone with BPD....though I obviously wouldn't have made the choice the guy did in the end.
A messy and vibrant tale of doomed love about a man who falls for a troubled free spirit whose self destructive behavior threatens to tear them apart. Wildly erotic, if occasionally over the top, BETTY BLUE is a quintessential piece of mid-80s arthouse cinema.
Singular and extravagant characters driven by their most basic instincts. living love, lust and insanity to its fullest. Pictorially and musically beautiful. A feast for the senses when you have a wacky sense of humour and a weak spot for stories of intense couples in a vital quest.
Everyone who hasn't seen this awe-mazing film had take advantage of the free-for-a-week offer to watch it in your computer device. It will punch you twice in the gut to remind you you're alive, then laugh while you roll around on the ground gasping for air.
Beineix can not hide his capital sins with a string of glossy shots infused in colour lights. Cheap comic acts, shallow treatment of mental illness and self-indulgent eroticism are what Beineix' Cinéma du look has to offer, a melting pot of poor and vague ideas good enough as long as the wrapping is colourful and shinny. It beggars belief how shallow and vague it all feels after a 180-minute long feature.