Synopsis
Killer. Style.
A man's obsession with owning the designer deerskin jacket of his dreams leads him to turn his back on his humdrum life in the suburbs, blow his life savings, and even turn him to crime.
2019 ‘Le Daim’ Directed by Quentin Dupieux
A man's obsession with owning the designer deerskin jacket of his dreams leads him to turn his back on his humdrum life in the suburbs, blow his life savings, and even turn him to crime.
Jean Dujardin Adèle Haenel Albert Delpy Coralie Russier Pierre Gommé Laurent Nicolas Caroline Piette Stéphane Jobert Marie Bunel Panayotis Pascot Youssef Hajdi Simon Thomas Tom Hudson Maryne Cayon Thomas Blanchard Rio Vega Maxim Driesen David Sztanke Julia Faure Bruno Mary Jérôme Menard Franck Lebreton Ayouba Ali Géraldine Schitter
Nadia Khamlichi Adrian Politowski Thomas Verhaeghe Serge de Poucques Sylvain Goldberg Mathieu Verhaeghe Olivier Père Consuelo Frauenfelder Serge Hayat Jamal Zeinal Zade Cédric Iland Gregory Chambet Dimitri Stephanides
100 por cente Camurça, La chaqueta de piel de ciervo, Еленовата кожа, Jelenice, Monsieur Killerstyle, پوست گوزن, עור צבי, Doppia Pelle, ディアスキン, 디어스킨, Deerskin: Estilo Matador, 100% Camurça, Оленья кожа, Jelenica, Јеленска кожа, Deri Ceket, Оленяча шкіра, 鹿皮, 鹿皮奇談
A fair reminder to never approach someone wearing full deerskin outfit ever again. Deerskin tells the story of Georges, a man with an unhealthy obsession with deerskin clothing and how a fake persona gradually flipped his life upside down. Putting the killer in killer style, the film managed to transform an initially monotonous character into someone so unhinged and unpredictable that it can drive anyone crazy. Every scene topples the scene beforehand in exponential levels of insanity, hooking its audience until the very end. The madness surrounding an originally harmless film altering into a literal snuff film was incredibly entertaining, to say the least, and depicts the extreme lengths materialistic people do to achieve their unnaturally high goals. Jean Dujardin’s…
Sorry to be that person but this truly is the tale of when In Fabric met Nightcrawler
I really liked the anything-goes absurdity of Dupieux's RUBBER but went off it after WRONG, so I approached this film with mild trepidation. Turns out that Dupieux has learned that absurdism works best when grounded in something real, and for his tale of a man who's lost everything but found meaning in a gorgeous deerskin jacket, he's found the perfect collaborator in Jean Dujardin, who never once winks at the camera no matter how silly things get. There's lots to grind out of the metaphorical juice here both in terms of broken masculinity and as a meta-commentary on filmmaking, but it's also enjoyable on surface terms, thanks in part to impeccable low-contrast photography and low-saturation production design that makes the lustrous tan hide of the jacket dominate every frame. Hilarious, surprising, and disturbingly relatable.
Well, Quentin has managed to accurately commit to film the internal struggle I go through whenever I need to justify an expensive and impulsive purchase.
"Would it kill anyone if I bought this jacket? Surely not, right?"
"Right?"
unfortunately not totally unfamiliar with the feeling of having risked it all for a cool jacket
i honestly have no fucking clue what's going on here—if i had to try i'd say it's aiming for a bougie midlife crisis art film version of Henry Portrait of a Serial Killer—but i laughed a lot. might need a repeat viewing to see if there's more to its thread about meat as commodity (the literal jacket vs. his snuff film) than is on the surface but dujardin is incredible at tracing the bizarre pathology at play here without turning into a cartoon. "see his killer style?"
Sitges 2019 - Full Mental Jacket
Georges ist verliebt. In eine Wildlederjacke. Mit Fransen. Sie wurde völlig unverständlich jahrelang in einer Truhe eingelagert. Für 7550 Euro hat er sie daraus befreit. Jetzt will (oder muss?) er die Zeit mit ihr genießen. Am Arsch der Französisch sprechenden Welt, im ödesten Hotel eines nicht weniger öden Dorfes. Aber der Traum von einer Ganzkörper-Garderobe aus Geweihträger-Haut erfordert Geld. Also erfindet George einen Film. Erst nur, um an Kohle zu kommen. Doch dann, nachdem er wahrlich Blut geleckt hat, um ein Kunstwerk zu vollenden.
Das Ergebnis ist Quentin Dupieuxs "Mann beißt Hirsch". Und sein wohl braunster Film. Also farblich gesehen. Inhaltlich ist er mal wieder herrlich schwarz und absurd. Obwohl er für mich im…
I didn't clock that it was directed by Quetin Dupieux before I decided to go and see this, which is probably a good thing as I hated Rubber so could easily have missed out what was quite possibly my film of the festival; an unexpected delight. A plot summary would almost amount to a spoiler - you owe it to yourself to go in blind - so I'll just say it charts the actions of a man in the throes of a mid life crisis that involves an all-comsuming obsession with 100% deerskin apparel.
It's not quite like anything else I've seen. If I were forced to find a correlation, I'd say that if you enjoyed Be My Cat: A…