I was trying to figure out what it was about La Vie d’Adèle which really attracted me. To be honest, there is plenty I could mention. I could almost fill this short post with a long list of things which got to me – especially when it comes to the standard of acting and how lifelike the actresses managed to make the characters. In the end, after much thought, I cut myself down to two small aspects relatively close to the beginning of the film.
The first is when Adèle and one of her classmates is sitting on the fire exit steps. They talk to one another, they’ve known each other for years, and then, out of the blue, the classmate kisses Adèle. This caught me simply because it brought back memories of my own schooldays, and one memory in particular. The similarities between the two events, the film and my real life experience, are so close that it caught me right in my heart, even though I needed – it’s been a few years and I had pushed everything from back then out of my mind – a while to remember, to compare. Perhaps it’s a good thing that my life didn’t follow that of Adèle and this first kiss.
The second is where Adèle kisses Emma for the first time, as they lie together basking in the sunshine of a local park. I felt her hesitance, the insecurity, the knowledge that she was taking a risk with someone she hardly even knew. I’ve been through that too.
Love & Kisses, Viki.