The hotel room in which Melanie Laurent is doing interviews smells like cigarettes. Given that she’s a French actress — and also filmmaker, whose second feature, “Breathe,” now arrives theatrically in America — that’s expected. What’s less expected is she’s the opposite of her sometime screen persona. In “Inglourious Basterds,” she shot her Nazi suitor (Daniel Bruhl) peerless looks of weary disdain. In person she’s light and bubbly. She even offers me a macaron as we discuss her film, which details the friendship-turned-toxic-infatuation a mousy student, Charlie (Josephine Japy) has for Sarah (Lou de Laage), the cool new girl in school.
You originally wanted to adapt Anne-Sophie Brasme’s novel when you were younger, but you’ve said you’re glad you waited till you were in your 30s. What is it like returning to the roiling, often melodramatic emotions of youth?
I remember how scared I was when I started to film all the school scenes, because I’m too old. I remember how we used to talk when I was that age, but we didn’t have cellphones, we didn’t have the Internet, we didn’t have Facebook. So my priority was to cast a great group of young people who actually knew each other before, and I said to them, “I trust you. So change the dialogue and do anything you want. I just want to believe it.”
I remember the first screening in France was in front of 500 students. I was dying. So I arrived and [mock hides]. I asked them, “Is it realistic? [Laughs] Please tell me the truth.” They said, [mock cries] “It’s a movie about us.” [Laughs] There was so much pressure, because I knew I didn’t want to make a movie about just teenagers. I knew the subject was strong enough to be seen by anyone. The point was: how can you deal in your life when you’ve just met someone who has changed every single thing in it. It can happen at any age. Most of the time it’s better if you’re young, because if you’re 50 and suddenly you’ve met someone like that, it’s the worst.
This doesn’t portray school very positively. If you have a falling out with someone as an adult, you probably won’t be running into them every single weekday.
I realized how many young people are suffering every f—ing day of the year, going to school, knowing it’s going to be a nightmare. I remember mothers stopping me in the street, saying, “Thank you, I didn’t know what was happening in my daughter’s life. I didn’t realize it was a terror.” What does it mean? Is our society terroristic? Do we have a big problem with education? I had a big problem in school myself. A group of students started to harass me. One of the teachers observed that and in the middle of the year she said, “I know what’s going on. I don’t want to see that anymore ever.” And they became my best friends.