Film critics lose their minds over the 10 minute lesbian sex scene in “Blue is the Warmest Color”

In case you’ve been so busy holiday barbecuing that you forgot to check in on the world’s most elite film festival, here’s a little catch-up news for you: Blue is the Warmest Color won the Palme d’Or at the Cannes Film Festival over the weekend. Also, critics and audiences alike lost their collective minds over the film, which, by the way, is a lesbian coming of age story that features a 10 minute lesbian love scene. Watching the internet’s best movie writers try to review the now infamous sex scene has been a real treat. So, for your viewing pleasure — until we have the pleasure of watching the movie ourselves — I have rounded up some of the best descriptions of Adèle and Emma’s scissor-fest.

From Entertainment Weekly:

Ever since the late ’70s, there have been plenty of lesbian-awakening dramas, most of them on the soft and dewy side. In this case, when the sex scene was over, after what felt like it must have been 15 minutes of writhing, moaning erotic hunger, people in the audience burst into whoops of approval and applause — something I have never in my life seen happen after a sex scene. It’s not so much that the audience was being cute, attempting to acknowledge that the scene was “hot” (although yes, it seriously was). What they were applauding was the authenticity: the fact that the heat was real, and thus the heat had become the drama. Very Last Tango, except minus the perversity.

From Vulture:

What has everyone talking, though, are the intensely erotic, incredibly realistic, quite lengthy, and almost certainly unsimulated sex scenes between the beautiful, sensual Exarchopoulos and Léa Seydoux. … She grows miserable, and experiments, disappointingly, with kissing another girl at school, and gets hit on by pretty much every patron in a lesbian bar — but it’s clear that her chemistry with Emma is unique. So when they finally do connect sexually, it culminates not just in the release of Adèle’s long-suppressed desires, but with the union of two people who share an undefinable physical connection. I clocked the first sex scene between Adèle and Emma — replete with fingering, licking, and, as a friend called it, “impressive scissoring” — at an approximate ten minutes. Audience walkouts began around minute nine. That turned into spontaneous applause (and relieved laughter), when the women climaxed and finished a minute later.

From Film School Rejects:

The focal lovemaking scene, a roughly 15-minute document of the lesbian couple performing a multitude of sexual acts upon one another amid largely unbroken takes, underlines the brave commitment of the young actresses, and they are never anything less than totally convincing. The sensual approach by Kechiche helps to avoid charges of overt exploitation, even though it is undeniably titillating, and also convey the intimacy of a relationship’s honeymoon period, driven by overwhelming sexual attraction above all else.

From The Hollywood Reporter:

But the emotions — and the sex, of which there is beaucoup — definitely run red hot in this deeply moving portrait of a young girl’s climb toward adulthood in the arms of another woman. Surely to raise eyebrows with its show-stopping scenes of non-simulated female copulation, the film is actually much more than that: It’s a passionate, poignantly handled love story … [and] the sex is really, really good.

Well, then. I cannot wait to obtain the original version of this film by totally legal means when it comes to the United States and the MPAA hacks it to death! How about you?