In My Skin
September 30th 2008 00:37
After watching French filmmaker Marina de Van's movie In My Skin I've come to the conclusion she has some serious issues. It appears she has gone to some lengths to purge these inner demons through her film; a very disturbing and frequently ghastly portrait of one woman's slide into an horrific obsession that mutates into a form of madness.
Esther (Marina de Van) is a successful corporate business analyst. She has a boyfriend, Vincent (Laurent Lucas) and she enjoys a healthy social life. But one night at a party while wandering in the yard she stumbles and accidentally lacerates her leg rather badly. At first she is unaware of the injury, but later on while going to the bathroom she notices blood over the carpet and realises it is her own. She studies her wounds, fascinated by the extent of her injuries, curious as to why she didn't feel any pain.
After she's had the injury treated and stitched her boyfriend is a little perturbed that she continued to party on and even went to another bar for drinks before going to the hospital. Marina is more fascinated than concerned. She finds herself privately picking at the stitches and feeling the gouges running down her flesh. As a kind of relief from the pressures of her office work load (which often carries over into extra-curricular time), she sneaks away and toys with her damaged self.
It isn't long before she makes the decision to add further injury to herself; by using a sharp piece of metal, Marina slices wounds further up her leg along her thigh. She keeps the bits of skin wrapped and in her purse so she can play with them easily. Her work colleague Sandrine (Léa Drucker) invites her over one night and discovers Marina's nasty injuries. She is appalled.
At a public baths Marina announces to Sandrine she's been given a promotion, much to Sandrine's chagrin. Several male colleagues attempt to throw Marina in the pool, and she panics. Sandrine does nothing to help, and this drives a wedge between the two women, their friendship is over.
At an important business dinner with two clients and her boss Marina quickly descends into her own psychological world, which is obsessed with her own body and its boundaries. While the three others converse she begins to secretly stab and pick away at her arm with her steak knife. She imagines her entire arm is a separate entity from her body. Eventually she has to excuse herself to go to the bathroom.
While her relationship with her boyfriend suffers Marina's relationship with her own body intensifies. It reaches critical mass during a shopping excursion, where Marina becomes lightheaded, her focus wavering. She purchases cameras and razorblades and holes up in her own apartment. It is here that she will take her self-mutilation obsession to extreme measures.
Writer/director Marina de Van has worked with famous French director Francois Cluzon co-writing several of his movies. In My Skin is her debut feature. It is quite possibly one of the most confronting films I have ever seen. I'm a gorehound, but there were several times during this movie that I had to cover my eyes. The combination of the mood and tone of the movie and the sound effects. It's not that the special effects make-up is that extraordinary, but very cleverly Marina de Van manages to show just enough to warrant an extreme reaction in the viewer.
Esther descends into a very disturbing state of mind that is a kind of auto-vampirism/auto-cannibali sm. Her inner demons, her emotional instability, her psychological perspective on humanity and communication all collide within her mind and manifest themselves in her ability to cross the threshold of pain and embrace her own controlled disfigurement as a form of escape and release from the overwhelming social pressures that are bombarding her on a daily basis.
Her self-mutilation takes on a sensual exploration that is both carnal and destructive; it is as if she is combing sex and death and controlling them, keeping them both at arm's reach (so to speak), leaving herself balancing on a precarious edge. She can't get enough of her self (literally), yet knows it is inevitable that her behaviour and actions can only go so far before it is too late to stop. But she can't help herself.
In My Skin is a very difficult movie to recommend as it is truly tough viewing. But it is brilliantly made, and superbly acted. The overall tone and approach to the subject matter reminds one of the style, intent - even the pitch black humour - of the two maverick Davids; Cronenberg and Lynch. If you're at all squeamish stay well away, but if you appreciate intelligent drama that deals with the fragility and perversity of the human condition then In My Skin is strangely rewarding. But be warned, the movie finishes hypnotically and abruptly. In My Skin doesn't offer a rationale behind Esther's behaviour, which is the film's strength and weakness; it only suggests we are an inherently lonely race, constantly looking for love and acceptance, and often searching in the darkness, flailing blindly.
In My Skin is an existential-visceral horror movie in every sense of the words.
In My Skin DVD is courtesy of Siren Visual, many thanks!
Esther (Marina de Van) is a successful corporate business analyst. She has a boyfriend, Vincent (Laurent Lucas) and she enjoys a healthy social life. But one night at a party while wandering in the yard she stumbles and accidentally lacerates her leg rather badly. At first she is unaware of the injury, but later on while going to the bathroom she notices blood over the carpet and realises it is her own. She studies her wounds, fascinated by the extent of her injuries, curious as to why she didn't feel any pain.
After she's had the injury treated and stitched her boyfriend is a little perturbed that she continued to party on and even went to another bar for drinks before going to the hospital. Marina is more fascinated than concerned. She finds herself privately picking at the stitches and feeling the gouges running down her flesh. As a kind of relief from the pressures of her office work load (which often carries over into extra-curricular time), she sneaks away and toys with her damaged self.
It isn't long before she makes the decision to add further injury to herself; by using a sharp piece of metal, Marina slices wounds further up her leg along her thigh. She keeps the bits of skin wrapped and in her purse so she can play with them easily. Her work colleague Sandrine (Léa Drucker) invites her over one night and discovers Marina's nasty injuries. She is appalled.
At a public baths Marina announces to Sandrine she's been given a promotion, much to Sandrine's chagrin. Several male colleagues attempt to throw Marina in the pool, and she panics. Sandrine does nothing to help, and this drives a wedge between the two women, their friendship is over.
At an important business dinner with two clients and her boss Marina quickly descends into her own psychological world, which is obsessed with her own body and its boundaries. While the three others converse she begins to secretly stab and pick away at her arm with her steak knife. She imagines her entire arm is a separate entity from her body. Eventually she has to excuse herself to go to the bathroom.
While her relationship with her boyfriend suffers Marina's relationship with her own body intensifies. It reaches critical mass during a shopping excursion, where Marina becomes lightheaded, her focus wavering. She purchases cameras and razorblades and holes up in her own apartment. It is here that she will take her self-mutilation obsession to extreme measures.
Writer/director Marina de Van has worked with famous French director Francois Cluzon co-writing several of his movies. In My Skin is her debut feature. It is quite possibly one of the most confronting films I have ever seen. I'm a gorehound, but there were several times during this movie that I had to cover my eyes. The combination of the mood and tone of the movie and the sound effects. It's not that the special effects make-up is that extraordinary, but very cleverly Marina de Van manages to show just enough to warrant an extreme reaction in the viewer.
Esther descends into a very disturbing state of mind that is a kind of auto-vampirism/auto-cannibali sm. Her inner demons, her emotional instability, her psychological perspective on humanity and communication all collide within her mind and manifest themselves in her ability to cross the threshold of pain and embrace her own controlled disfigurement as a form of escape and release from the overwhelming social pressures that are bombarding her on a daily basis.
Her self-mutilation takes on a sensual exploration that is both carnal and destructive; it is as if she is combing sex and death and controlling them, keeping them both at arm's reach (so to speak), leaving herself balancing on a precarious edge. She can't get enough of her self (literally), yet knows it is inevitable that her behaviour and actions can only go so far before it is too late to stop. But she can't help herself.
In My Skin is a very difficult movie to recommend as it is truly tough viewing. But it is brilliantly made, and superbly acted. The overall tone and approach to the subject matter reminds one of the style, intent - even the pitch black humour - of the two maverick Davids; Cronenberg and Lynch. If you're at all squeamish stay well away, but if you appreciate intelligent drama that deals with the fragility and perversity of the human condition then In My Skin is strangely rewarding. But be warned, the movie finishes hypnotically and abruptly. In My Skin doesn't offer a rationale behind Esther's behaviour, which is the film's strength and weakness; it only suggests we are an inherently lonely race, constantly looking for love and acceptance, and often searching in the darkness, flailing blindly.
In My Skin is an existential-visceral horror movie in every sense of the words.
In My Skin DVD is courtesy of Siren Visual, many thanks!
| 94 |
| Vote |
Shared on




















Comments (8)
Add Comments






















Read More














