The first time I saw this movie was in my last year of school, at 17 years old. I only got to watch 30 minutes of the film beause an homophobic classmate was sitting next to me, and at the very beggining he yelled awful insults to the screen that I won't repeat. So inevitably, I insulted him back and got kicked out of the classroom. Any way, I never got to finish the movie until today.
It has this very oniric and fanciful scenes full of the dreams of a misunderstood child. Very sweet and detailed vision of childhood, that shows in a caring way the difficulty of being a kid in any society, harder enough to be a trans kid. It kind of reminded me of Tomboy (2011); two very real characters that really need a brave, accepting and loving adult to protect them.
What the wounds of a lifetime could, or not, provoke. Let's really think twice before acting and talking to our children.
Review of Ma vie en rose
