Betty Blue (1986)
Written by Philippe Djian (novel) and Jean-Jacques Beineix (screenplay)
Directed by Jean-Jacques Beineix
“I had known Betty for a week. We screwed every night. The forecast was for storms.” ~ Zorg
Blame it on the memoir I’m writing set mostly in the 80’s and 90’s. Perhaps it is the overwhelming nostalgia I’m feeling while paging through paper journals and rehashing past memories that has me hungry for the movies I loved from the 80’s and 90’s. Whatever it is, I’m wishing I could take a few weeks off and do nothing but watch some of my old favorites. Instead, I’ll just post some of them for the “movies of the day” in hopes that it might inspire someone else to go and watch them (and, well, to get myself to do it sooner rather than later, too).
For months I carried around a poster to this movie in the back of my first car. A few times people thought she was me. We did share some style in clothes and hair at the time, but I’m not sure I quite see it beyond that.
[Betty is sitting on top of the car hood] “What’s up?” ~ Zorg
“I’m warming my ass.” ~ Betty
That said, I do still have a red dress — just like the one in the above picture — hanging in my closet. My mother designed and sewed it for me. It was my favorite for years.
There’s nothing quite like a red dress.
Betty Blue is about love, dreams and writing. It is about the precarious line between passion and madness, and it is about life. What fuels us, turns us on, delights us, inspires us, and drives us crazy? Can we hold on to a muse, or is it ever a fleeting thing?
Béatrice Dalle is incredible in this film.
Oh my stars, I want to watch it again.