There is this lure of insanity, especially when there’s impulsive sexuality involved. This urge to blow things apart when things don’t submit to your will. And that’s Betty: the ultimate freedom and emancipation. But you need to be mad to achieve it. And as Betty Blue shows, the exaltation and the fun are followed by a tragedy, a devastating end. Still, it was truly fun and funny and arousing, almost until the end.
Only watched the theatrical version so I'm holding off full judgement till I've seen the director's cut. However, I absolutely loved the use of colour in this film – so vibrant and provocative. Some scenes were a little over the top, which came across a touch too comedic, or at the very least ironic, and tended to break my immersion when I was trying to stifle inappropriate giggles at otherwise serious moments.
another one that reinforces destructive and boring myths of a woman as sub-rational, crazy, hysterical, primal, "natural," dangerous femme fatale/unhinged seductress/fragile childlike figure that needs constant male protection etc. etc. This is every Picasso painting and Baudelaire poem and Wagner opera and Hollywood movie. So tiresome.
Photography is amazing with some of the best photography I have encountered in a long while. The character study is interesting, ringing closer to home than what many of us are comfortable with. The script itself lacks rhythm somewhat and some of the surrealist scenes feel a bit like coming out of nowhere. I can't believe it took me so long to actually see this having known about it for ages.