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| Original Title: | Le bleu est une couleur chaude |
| ISBN: | 272346783X (ISBN13: 9782723467834) |
| Edition Language: | French |
| Characters: | Clementine, Emma, Valentine |
| Literary Awards: | Prix du Festival d'Angoulême for Prix du public Fnac-SNCF (2011), BDGest'Art for Meilleur Premier album (2010) |
Julie Maroh
Paperback | Pages: 157 pages Rating: 3.93 | 25168 Users | 2604 Reviews
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Perhaps matronly women shouldn’t read graphic novels about loves at tender age. Perhaps they shouldn’t read soul-peircing stories like this. Perhaps this knocks down their finest defences, their carefully constructed barricades of cynism and despair.Happy people have no stories. Paraphrasing Tolstoy, all happy loves are the same, each unhappy love is unhappy in its own way. And evidently, it will end in tears. Sob you will, dear reader.
Reading this dreamy graphic novel, a flood of sad songs, poems and stories came to my mind, so many variations on the infinite theme Il n’y pas d’amour heureux. This song, so poignantly performed by Georges Brassens, and inspired by the eponymous poem by Louis Aragon could be an anthem to this moving graphic novel:
Rien n'est jamais acquis à l'homme Ni sa force
Ni sa faiblesse ni son coeur Et quand il croit
Ouvrir ses bras son ombre est celle d'une croix
Et quand il veut serrer son bonheur il le broie
Sa vie est un étrange et douloureux divorce
Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux
Sa vie Elle ressemble à ces soldats sans armes
Qu'on avait habillés pour un autre destin
A quoi peut leur servir de se lever matin
Eux qu'on retrouve au soir désarmés incertains
Dites ces mots Ma vie Et retenez vos larmes
Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux
Mon bel amour mon cher amour ma déchirure
Je te porte dans moi comme un oiseau blessé
Et ceux-là sans savoir nous regardent passer
Répétant après moi ces mots que j'ai tressés
Et qui pour tes grands yeux tout aussitôt moururent
Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux
Le temps d'apprendre à vivre il est déjà trop tard
Que pleurent dans la nuit nos coeurs à l'unisson
Ce qu'il faut de regrets pour payer un frisson
Ce qu'il faut de malheur pour la moindre chanson
Ce qu'il faut de sanglots pour un air de guitare
Il n'y a pas d'amour heureux.
Is blue the warmest colour? To Clémentine, the touchingly charming, puppy-eyed teenage girl who falls in love with Emma, a liberated young lesbian activist art student, blue-haired and blue-eyed, it certainly is.
With its magical title and the inventive use of a minimalistic color scheme, the novel beautifully illustrates our very individual perception of colours. Many people consider blue a cold and masculine color, while it used to be also a feminine, warm colour, representing the celestial, the venerable, during the late Middle Ages and the Renaissance. The garments of the Virgin Mary were painted with the most expensive of all blue pigments, ultramarine blue, made from grounded lapis lazuli. Stained glass in the gothic cathedrals had to be blue. Blue flames are warmer than red flames, blue is the more passionate. Expressionist painters adored blue, using the radiant shades for the powerful expression of moods and emotions. In Picasso’s blue period blue equals melancholy. For Kandinsky, blue was the colour of spirituality: the darker the blue, the more it awakened human desire for the eternal. The French artist Yves Klein, to whom “colour is sensibility in material form, matter in its primordial state”, the colour blue was everything, even patenting the blue he invented for his Proposition Monochrome; Blue Epoch in 1957 and granting a cosmic, meditative dimension to it: “I had left the visible, physical blue at the door, outside, in the street. The real blue was inside, the blue of the profundity of space, the blue of my kingdom, of our kingdom!”
The history on the perception and significance of colours, and of blue, through the ages and in different cultures, in art, religion and literature, is fascinating. In Romanticism (Novalis), blue stands for the dream, the immenseness of longing, the remoteness of the ideal. Ideal love is blue, like Emma’s hair and eyes. So when Emma’s hair has become ‘ordinary’ blonde instead of blue at the moment she is living together for years with Clémentine, Maroh tells something about their love too.
Roses are roses. Blue is blue.”God knows I’m good but does he care? I’m sure somebody down there hates me”. She says as she…she says as she picks up a flower, for love is like a flower. It grows, blossoms and blooms. But love is just a word and words disobey. And roses are roses. (Gavin Friday, Love is Just a Word (Each man kills the thing he loves (1989)).
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| Title | : | Le bleu est une couleur chaude |
| Author | : | Julie Maroh |
| Book Format | : | Paperback |
| Book Edition | : | Deluxe Edition |
| Pages | : | Pages: 157 pages |
| Published | : | April 1st 2010 by Glénat |
| Categories | : | Sequential Art. Graphic Novels. Comics. LGBT. Romance. Fiction. GLBT. Queer |
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Ratings: 3.93 From 25168 Users | 2604 ReviewsWrite-Up Regarding Books Le bleu est une couleur chaude
I opened to the first page while on my lunch break at my brand new job, and abruptly closed it on page 3. "I can't cry in front of these people, I barely know them," I thought, while chowing on my sub, holding my tears in my lower lid. Sometimes you open up a book and say "ah, fuck" cause you know it's gonna be like that.The first half of this book is perfect, and I never call anything perfect. The artwork is stellar, Clementine's pain, confusion and excitement is so real and palpable. I sawOnly love will save the world. Why would I be ashamed to love?Wow this graphic novel, its a crazy hit!!.... on so many aspects I saw myself when I was also that' age.. ; I dont want to go into details, but in a particular period of my life I have lived Clem's patemas. ( who knows why at that time the great desire to become a psychiatrist was born in me) however it presents itself as a very strong story, perhaps extreme..... I have not seen there the classic tenderness of adolescent love.The
I want to see the recently released Blue is the Warmest Color because I am the kind of degenerate who will buy a ticket to to the movie-house whenever a NC-17 flick rears its sexually-explicit head. Unfortunately, Birmingham, AL has little love for the foreign art house cinema, so all my sordid viewing pleasure will have to wait until the eventual DVD release. Luckily, this award-winning piece of French debauchery is based off a graphic novel, and even more the luck, my library bought a copy. So
*huff* I'm disappointed. It was goodish. It felt so dramatic though and in a contrived way. God, I really wanted to like this more.I didn't feel a connection between the main characters. Even the way they meet had a hint of instalove. However, I can understand and appreciate being inexplicably drawn to a person and even feeling like they're going to be meaningful to your life before you really know them. Their relationship needed fleshing out though. We barely got to know them and all the absurd
My first venture into graphic novels, that was only really bought on by watching the Palme d'Or winning film of 2013 (which I found astonishing, sexy as hell, but also profoundly moving. I know nothing about Julie Maroh, or graphic novels, so it's all new to me. Maroh is clearly talented at what she does, and I found myself surprised as to just how much I liked this. It does slightly differ from the film though. It's a simple enough set-up, Clementine, a high school junior, falls in love with
Love may not be eternal, but it can make us eternal.
This is translated into English from France. It has a French feel to me. I felt the characters were real and the struggle was authentic for the characters. I enjoyed the art and I love how that blue hair pops out. It sets a consistent tone with the art and story. This was apparently a movie. Now I want to see it. I hear the movie ends better and is more graphic.I felt like this story showed the intimacy the two girls share from flirtation to sex with each other. I like seeing that love grow. I
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