Director:
Tom TykwerCámara:
Frank GriebeReparto:
Ben Whishaw, Alan Rickman, Rachel Hurd-Wood, Dustin Hoffman, Karoline Herfurth, David Calder, Simon Chandler, Sian Thomas, Jessica Schwarz (más)Sinopsis(1)
Jean Baptiste Grenouille nació en mitad del hedor de los restos de pescado de un mercado y fue abandonado por su madre en la basura. La autoridad se hizo cargo del bebé que fue de hospicio en hospicio y sentenció a su madre a la horca. El chico creció en un ambiente hostil, nadie le quería e incluso sus compañeros intentaron asesinarle y todo porque había algo que lo hacía diferente: no tenía olor. A cambio, Jean Baptiste poseía un olfato excepcional. A los 20 años, después de trabajar en una curtidería, consigue trabajar para el perfumero Bandini, el que le enseña a destilar esencias. Pero él quería atrapar otros olores, el olor del cristal, del cobre... y sobretodo el olor de ciertas mujeres. A cambio de centenares de fórmulas de perfumes con los que Bandini se enriqueció, le escribió una carta de recomendación para aprender el arte de "enfleurage" en la capital mundial del perfume: Grasse. Una vez allí, consigue su objetivo, un perfume cuyos ingredientes son la esencia de jóvenes muchachas de la ciudad, a las cuales debía matar y mutilar para obtenerla. (Filmax)
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Una obra de arte, una parábola y una alegoría, magistralmente envuelta en un hermoso envase para la gran pantalla, cautivador para el gran público. Una increíble película sensualista sobre lo que una persona con talento puede hacer y, lo que es más importante, crear, impulsada por el amor. No me da pena ninguna víctima de Grenouille, él sí me da pena. Y le admiro. Tom Tykwer equilibra a la perfección el collage de drama, thriller y comedia, la escenografía es impresionante, los actores, entre ellos Dustin Hoffman y Alan Rickman, viven sus personajes (por no hablar de Ben Whishaw...) y algunas escenas (el laberinto, el final) son un referente de la función del montaje cinematográfico. La película revivió en mí el recuerdo estudiantil de la melancólica época de Frankenstein de Branagh.
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In some scenes, Tykwer reaches the edge of perfection itself, but it fails to achieve a full set of stars due to a fairly large number of shortcomings. Primarily the middle part which could easily have been cut by about twenty minutes without doing any harm. This attempt at imparting a perfume just by means of a combination of visuals and music didn’t work completely, nor could it. Even so, in many scenes, when Tykwer tries hard, it is emotionally strong and stays in your memory for long after. I also liked the really bizarre closing third of the picture which could easily compete with some of the really big “weirdities" from Asia. I can’t say that Perfume is a great movie, but it is certainly unforgettable, and that means a lot. ♫ OST score: 5/5
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A film, where even the closing credits have their specific scent. A scent both intoxicatingly sweet and desperately bitter. The perfume is a masterful and above all complex work, in which Tykwer shocked me with his precision and, above all, rawness. It is rare for me to be hit by such a rough film that matches my taste, but here a pleasantly exceptional success was achieved. It is not difficult to succumb to the magic of the film, with such fascinating editing and perfect musical accompaniment, few can resist. Another key advantage is the main character, who, despite their perversity, is strangely believable and induces almost guilty sympathy.
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Tom Tykwer was not intimidated by the task of making a feature film with an idea, and the script of Perfume: The Story of a Murderer was not afraid of the attractive genre lure of a thriller. If you go watch this film and expect to see a classic bloody story about a murderer, you will probably go home annoyed and semi-suffocated by the descriptive and accentuated visual uniqueness of Perfume. But if you go see Tykwer's work as a film that intoxicates your senses, engages your mind, and, yes, like a fragrant candy on top, sometimes stirs your adrenaline with a little action, then there is no way you will be disappointed. My expectations of the proclaimed attack on the new sense, and a sense hitherto unexplored by film were not high, and that is good. In order evoke olfactory sensations, Tykwer uses well-proven visual (detail and expressive color) and auditory (amplification of certain sensations) means. It works commendably, but after the protracted introduction, the director shifts to a more usual style of storytelling, which is not a bad thing, especially when he works quite well with proven means (for all examples, worth mentioning is the short description of a series of murders that is fast, yet impressive). I really liked the central idea of the frantic pursuit of an ideal, after whose materialization Jean-Baptiste learns that there is only one scent that cannot be obtained: the scent of experience itself. And so Perfume is carried by this universal metaphor of an artistic act, it is carried by excellent actors led by the demonic Ben Whishaw and the sympathetically relaxed Dustin Hoffman. I would not hesitate to call parts of the story about the killer captivating, but on the other hand, it also has unnecessary shots. But his gradation and main idea are excellent, as are its... scents? Let's call it atmosphere. [I never read Süskind's book, so I only evaluate the film as it affected me without intertext overlap.]
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This couldn't have been filmed better! Tom Tykwer took Süskind's seemingly unfilmable story and retold it. Like the author, with his colorful descriptions, the director also uses visual finesse to convey a subliminal sensation that the film medium deprives us of, and which leads the viewer's senses into a state of their own dubious confusion. With this film, there is no point in arguing about the strong implausibility of logic, etc. For the first time since Run Lola Run, Tykwer proves that brilliant craftsmanship can say (almost) everything.
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