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Albeit it's sad and disgusting in obvious ways, the movie is ultimately a horrific "fairytale" for adults regarding a highly unusual plot: an asexual psychopath with an abnormally intense sense of smell develops an obsessive desire to capture young female scents within a perfume bottle. In longtime, fictional sexist fashion, the scent of a virgin female, is necessary to reach the peak of olfactory pleasure. Yes, it's an eye-roller in many places; suspension of disbelief is generally demanding - NOT a single person in a massive, public orgy (or elsewhere for that matter) had a plugged nose or poor sense of smell. Nonetheless, the dreary, dark visuals and detailed audio are successful at relaying the putrid, dank, acrid places from the streets of mythical Paris, beyond, and back again. You can seemingly smell things thru your screen, and that's mostly icky. Unfortunately, the serial killer's motivations and actions are difficult to comprehend, as he's been written as one-dimensionally as someone lacking conscious can appear, truly apathetic and evil...yet we see glimmers of his humanity, but little more. He must then be defined by his sick and twisted actions, which helps to save the disturbing film in the end, since Grenouille will NOT be missed by his fictional world, or for a sequel. He fooled people into rapid submission and pleasure, inciting animalistic hunger and exaggerated histrionics, based on scented trickery to a place devoid of ethics and morals...to be out of control and to be controlled. Methinks there'd be a military application for such magic. ==========
*NOT for kids under aged 18 (at least). ==========
Luca Turin: "by a small leap of logic much beloved of bigots through the ages, the deceased virgin's smell represents Innocence...instead of smelling like a Moscow bus at rush hour."
A smartphone-film that is uncomfortable to watch, while failing to deliver a meaningful story. The very poor country of Serbia is likely worse off for its production.
Very good psychological thriller meets drama. Some things in the story are a bit predictable, primarily due to the nature of sociopathy and greed, but others were unexpected, even touching. While there's a bit of cursing at times, there's neither nudity/sexual situations, nor graphic violence/gore, but the movie kept me 'on the edge' for much of the film, mostly due to effective acting and direction that relayed tension, fear, and desperation in line with the plot. When the credits roll, you may find yourself reviewing your own goals and priorities in life.
While the protagonist, Lee Israel, is such a unlikable character who wallows in narcissistic self-pity, Melissa McCarthy does an excellent job of conveying her; Lee's friend, Jack, is impressively played by Richard E. Grant. Nonetheless, there's just not enough enjoyable material here. Perhaps, it would've been better as a short film.
White adults are the villains, yet again. It's heavy with some decent CGI, but the story is a disappointing mess.
Meh. Stick with the vastly superior The Lion King (1994). If I want reality, I'll watch a National Geographic documentary.
First, 'Ha' then 'Meh' to finally 'Um, what?...Yeah, right!' So after a few chuckles and an somewhat interesting (although mostly predictable) mystery, it stumbles right into the film's last, third act which quickly falls apart and morphs into an absolutely awful climax and conclusion. SKIP this stinker - it does NOT know what it wants to be (genre dysphoria?) and, consequently, blows the ending. And I mean it totally blows...chunks...of absurd stinky melodramatic cheese. It's as if the producers got their hands on a Lifetime ("television for women") script, and decided to regress its female characters, add tawdry jokes and dark humor, then insert a spatter of vulgarity while making sure to also camp it up..."this one goes to 11".
Decent movie until the 2/3 point. AWFUL crap-fest ending that expects you to suspend ALL disbelief, which will leave your eyes rolling way up. Too many plot holes and questions left unanswered, like how can refrigerated evidence from multiple missing/murdered victims just be ignored - leaving cases unsolved and loved ones with NO closure? And why would law enforcement completely abandon a perpetrator's property when desperately searching for him and his current victim? It would remain sealed off and guarded until ALL searching is completely for potential evidence. That includes all property/land, with sniffer dogs, metal detectors, etc. C'mon...the heroine quickly finds the hideout! Puuuh-lease. Stupid script.
Kind of fun, yet somewhat disturbing. NOT for kiddos. While I normally enjoy Brad Pitt's acting, this film presents an exception. In Kalifornia, he acts with odd melodramatic styling, in the sense that he's trying waaaay too hard to portray a loud, trashy, sociopathic serial killer. Perhaps, it just reflects Mr. Pitt's lack of experience in 1993. Everybody else in the film is excellent and mostly believable: David Duchovny and Michelle Forbes characters are both strong and handsome, while Juliette Lewis plays a desperately naive, sympathetic young lady. For me, it was worth ONE look-see...not to be viewed again.
Ugh. Too many cheesy cliches, ridiculous coincidences, and an incomplete conclusion. SKIP this depressing drag of melodramatic dung.