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Scent of a Woman

Perfume: The Story of a Murderer / Jeremy C. Fox

It says perhaps all you need to know about Perfume: The Story of a Murderer that, within the first 20 minutes, its protagonist is abandoned at birth, orphaned, almost smothered in his crib, sold into child slavery, forced to work grueling 16-hour days, and regularly beaten, yet he generates no audience sympathy. Directed and co-written by the gifted German filmmaker Tom Tykwer (Run Lola Run, The Princess and the Warrior, Heaven) and adapted from the bestselling German novel Das Parfum by Patrick Süskind, it’s a maddeningly wasteful film, squandering multiple opportunities to connect with the audience, underemploying a cast that’s capable of far more, and throwing away $65.8 million (an enormous budget for a European production) to achieve an overall effect that’s best described as perverse whimsy.

The script, such as it is, takes the form of a kinky fairy tale set in a violent, brutish world; imagine the Brothers Grimm rewritten by Charles Dickens as a letter to Penthouse Forum. Its protagonist, Jean-Baptiste Grenouille, is an orphan possessed of a sense of smell so keen that he can identify and locate the source of any aroma. British actor Ben Whishaw plays the adult Grenouille, a young man obsessed with scent, greedy to experience new, unfamiliar aromas, no matter their source or their quality — a fetid cesspool or a basket of fresh-picked plums, it’s all the same to him. The most exciting scent, though, is that of a woman’s flesh, but women are understandably unnerved when a strange man approaches and wordlessly begins sniffing them (too bad he’s not gay — he could just move to Chelsea and join a fetish club). Grenouille becomes obsessed with finding a way to capture and bottle a woman’s essence, a task that, as it turns out, is easiest to perform when the lady in question is not so much alive.

Undernourished but wiry, with features that are both handsome and somewhat rodenty (there’s a glimmer of a resemblance to serial killer Ted Bundy) Whishaw’s Grenouille is interesting in an abstract way, as a vivid portrait of a monomaniac doggedly pursuing his goal, but the character is so singularly focused and inexpressive that he’s little more than an animal. And the rest of the dramatis personae are merely stock figures — the pompous buffoon (Dustin Hoffman as perfumer Giuseppe Baldini), the overprotective father (Alan Rickman as Antoine Richis), the blithe maiden (Rachel Hurd-Wood as Laura Richis). Hoffman and Rickman are both far too talented to be wasting their time in such underwritten, thoroughly pointless roles and far too talented to be forgiven for not finding some way to raise them above their one-note conceptions.

Tykwer seems to have intended Perfume as something of an epic, with its focus on one man’s journey (I’d call it picaresque if he had any personality), expansive cinematography, and legions of extras, but the slim story is insufficient to support either the extravagance of the filmmaking or the nearly two-and-a-half-hour running time. And the plot repeatedly defies any logic — why, when the murders begin, does no one immediately suspect the eccentric new guy who lives and works on the same farm as the first victim? Every other man in the area is immediately suspect, yet no one questions Grenouille’s flagrantly suspicious activities until his boss gets all Gil Grissom and discovers glaring evidence of his crimes.

The film’s greatest (only?) asset is its visual style. The camera of cinematographer Frank Griebe (who has worked with Tykwer on all his films to date) is ingeniously and precisely observant, and like Grenouille, it doesn’t discriminate between the beautiful and the grotesque. It perceives color and detail with a sensitivity and delectation that parallels the way Grenouille detects the faintest aroma — it’s almost a kind of synesthesia. The magic-realist excess of the film’s visuals supports its sense of improbable possibilities, but as in a fairy tale, the characters have no depth or psychological complexity. They are straw men and women, with no existence beyond the needs of the plot (unless you count their presence in dozens of other stories and films), and none, unfortunately, more so than the film’s protagonist. Grenouille is cast as a tragic figure, a victim of his circumstances and his unique gift, but we don’t buy it. The character is never sympathetic enough for us to care about his plight and too opaque to be truly chilling, and his victims are no more characterized than the busty blondes in a slasher pic, so why not let ‘em die? By the halfway point of the film, my only desire was for the sweet surcease of the closing credits.

Jeremy C. Fox is a founding critic of Pajiba and a member of the Online Film Critics Society.You may email him at jeremycfox[at]gmail.com.

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Comments

Shame, it sounds like they've squandered the work. The best retelling of Suskind's work remains Nirvana's "Scentless Apprentice"

The book never tries to make Grenouille sympathetic just destructively obsessed and from the review it seems like straying away from that may have been the key flaw.

Posted by: Bill at January 10, 2007 7:52 AM

All I need to read is the first paragraph. I went and saw this last week and I couldn't quite put my finger on what it was about this film that left me really unimpressed. But you nailed it. The last pseudo-orgy scene was just too ridiculous for words. It could've been so much more! Ugh. What a waste.

Posted by: Amanda at January 10, 2007 7:53 AM

I read the book about 10 years ago. When I was finished, all I felt was anger. I was angry because the book was SO BAD, but I kept reading it, hoping it would get better. It didn't. I was angry at the person who gave it to me, because that was a mean thing to do to me. I was angry because it could have been really good- but like the movie, there was no real character development. I didn't care about the main character or any of his victims... I didn't even care about the little dog, and I'm a dog person. I was so pissed that I made my best friend read it, too, just to be a bitch. Well, also to see if it was ME or the book. SHE hated it, too. It was just bad. Bad bad bad badbadbad and also, it was bad.

I can't believe they made that shit into a movie.

Posted by: Hattie at January 10, 2007 8:35 AM

I have to agree with you Hattie. I thought this book was pointless, and rambling. Reading it made me feel greasy, like I needed a mental shower. Yuck, Yuck, YUCK! I felt like it was a shitty horror premise masquerading as literature. The kind of book people read so they can feel smart, but in reality it offers no challenge to the reader at all, just a meandering story about an unlikable dude with a fucked up sniffer. I'm not surprised the movie kind of sucks, since the source material is so bad. Alan Rickman, COME ON! You are SO far above this.

Posted by: redkitten at January 10, 2007 11:14 AM

I read this book a year or so ago and actually really liked it -- as pulp fiction. It kind of escaped me that it was supposed to be literature; if you read it with low expectations it's totally enjoyable.


The most intriguing thing about the book for me, though, was that the protagonist had no scent of his own, and how everything else was depicted as flowing from this. Granted, the whole thing is implausible, but it gave a motive both for the abuse he suffered (supposedly his lack of scent made him alien/disturbing to the people he encountered) and the atrocities he later committed (he found that he could create scents for himself that would powerfully and favorably influence how people reacted to him). Was his lack of odor totally dropped from the movie, or just not mentioned in the review?


In fact, two of the flaws mentioned in the review -- that the audience had no sympathy for the boy despite the horrible things done to him, and that no one suspected him of the murders later -- sounded to me like the movie was adhering to the book quite closely, since those were supposed to be exactly the effects his original lack of scent and later mastery of perfume had on people. I guess that got lost in the translation to the big screen -- drat.


If the movie were half as much fun as the book I'd be glad to go see it, but it sounds like too much was taken out. Was it just a bad adaptation of sensationalist source material, then?

Posted by: Heqit at January 10, 2007 11:39 AM

I learned at a screening in October that this film would be polarizing. You love it or you hate it, and that's fine. Film happens that way. But I will say that I find it a glaring ommission to not even mention one of the most haunting scores ever to be composed for film, for the delicate and menacing score is by far this project's strongest asset.

Posted by: Robert at January 10, 2007 11:55 AM

Great review as always. I only saw the preview, and even that made the film look pretentious and pointless. One thing about your "he could just move to Chelsea" comment, Jeremy - I hope you weren't meaning to suggest that weird fetishes are primarily the domain of gay men. I'd have to take issue with that! If you meant it would be easier to find enough people to form a weird fetish club in Chelsea,then,well, I'll give you that.

Posted by: P at January 10, 2007 12:55 PM

Wow, I am surprised the book is getting made into a movie. A bad movie, by the sounds of it.
I actually really liked the book when I read it about 4 years ago. I found the writing lyrical and lovely, and unusual. The main character was both deplorable as well as sympathetic. He had no true personality, no scent of his own, and I found him pretty goddamn creepy.
No doubt the movie will leave a whole lot out, which is unfortunate.

Posted by: zadzi at January 10, 2007 1:31 PM

This is for the people who seem to hate the book: read it in german, it is so beautifully written, it takes your breath away
if you don't speak german you will never get that, sorry
i saw the movie a few months ago, and it is actually not bad, just boring, it really doesn't connect with the audience

Posted by: Cap at January 10, 2007 1:53 PM

keep in mind this is a critics review! if you take any joy in the cinema than you will enjoy this film. it chronicles the fascinating journey of a man with a great sense of smell who strives to share his gift yet is cursed with the inability to connect or remain close to those that dare show him compassion, its no wonder that the audience fails to do so as well, therein lies the tragedy of his talent. we dont care about the women who he kills because the story is about his mission, his obsession, and ultimate self-sacrifice, not the murders themselves. the film itself is beautifully rendered and the execution turned massive orgy scene on its own is worth the price of admission. see for yourself, i found that i was never waiting for it to end when the narrative lacked connectivity or intensity since there was so much to admire about the cinematography.

Posted by: brandt at January 10, 2007 4:06 PM

I absolutely loved this book when I read it a year ago. I think it truly brings alive a world of smeI absolutely loved this book when I read it a year ago. I think it truly brings alive a world of smell and makes you see the world in a different way. It's not really about the characters: they're just there to add some flesh to the basic premise, which is wonderful - how much do we realise how smell influences us? As someone has already mentioned, scenes in the book explain how the odourlessness of the protagonist shields him from suspicion; how he distils the smell of modesty, insignificance, beauty, and uses it to influence people. The book conjurs up smells I never thought about before: smells of stone, glass, the strange smells of people and how they can influence us. Far fetched perhaps - but it certainly made me see the world in a new way.

So just from that really I'm not convinced the film can translate all that sensory overload on to the big screen. Yet the review only seems pessimistic about character development. Well, in the book there was none. And that wasn't really the point. Do you want to make Grenouille some sort of modern tragedy hero, all sensitive because of his childhood, so we feel sorry for him? I thought he was meant to be a sociopath. That's what's so fascinating about him - his drive takes us into a whole different world.ll and makes you see the world in a different way. It's not really about the characters: they're just there to add some flesh to the basic premise, which is wonderful - how much do we realise how smell influences us? As someone has already mentioned, scenes in the book explain how the odourlessness of the protagonist shields him from suspicion; how he distils the smell of modesty, insignificance, beauty, and uses it to influence people. The book conjurs up smells I never thought about before: smells of stone, glass, the strange smells of people and how they can influence us. Far fetched perhaps - but it certainly made me see the world in a new way.

So just from that really I'm not convinced the film can translate all that sensory overload on to the big screen. Yet the review only seems pessimistic about character development. Well, in the book there was none. And that wasn't really the point. Do you want to make Grenouille some sort of modern tragedy hero, all sensitive because of his childhood, so we feel sorry for him? I thought he was meant to be a sociopath. That's what's so fascinating about him - his drive takes us into a whole different world.

Posted by: sam at January 10, 2007 5:40 PM

Oops, the last paragraph is repeated, sorry about that guys (copied and pasted when my computer messed up)

Posted by: sam at January 10, 2007 5:42 PM

Sam, nicely put :) I was just too lazy to say all that!
Cap, I did not read the book in German, but English. I still liked it a great deal though. Maybe I didn't 'get it', but the fact that I enjoyed it so much is enough...although I am now compelled to learn German!

Posted by: zadzi at January 11, 2007 12:06 AM

I HATED this movie, but amazingly two of the people I saw it with loved it. It certainly generated opinions. Your review completely captures my feelings about it. It just felt so gratuitious and lacking in genuine emotion or importance. The main character is completely unsympathetic, the supporting characters without dimension, and the climax (pun intended) ridiculous and ultimately pointless. So, okay, scent has the power to transport according to the film (people see God and practice free love as a result of his dead-virgin perfume), but in the end the transformation is fleeting and inconsequential, and society remains harsh and cruel.

Posted by: momobel at January 11, 2007 5:01 PM

I suppose you didn't read the book, Jeremy, because otherwise you might have some explanation for the things (or well, the thing) you questioned, why he wasn't a suspect after the first, or really second murder. Apart from that scene on the field being invented for the movie, the book makes it very clear that his own lack of scent makes people basically just ignore him. They don't notice he's there, or if they do, they don't pay much attention, because he has a slightly creepy aura and they want to avoid him as much as possible.

And I disagree that you don't sympathize with Grenouille - I found myself doing that way more than in the book, because there he is just a monster with no redeeming qualities at all. In the movie, the first murder actually happens sort of by accident, in the book he just kills her knowing exactly what he is doing. And, even though this is probably a personal thing, he just looks so fragile that I can't help but feel a little sorry for him.

And just to end this with my personal opinion - I loved both the book and the movie. I thought the way Tykwer tried to translate the whole scent-thing to screen was astonishing and achieved quite the desired effect.

Since my search of an appropriate ending point is getting me nowhere, I'll just stop now.

Posted by: Vanessa at January 11, 2007 5:39 PM

Haven't seen the movie but did read the book (in translation) a while back, and after scanning these comments it seems like I might be the only person who found Grenouille-on-the-page to be a sympathetic (enough) character--at least in the literary sense (that is, there was enough reader-character attachment to make things work for me).

Posted by: ranylt at January 11, 2007 6:15 PM

Like a lot of you guys here, I read the book and had a strange and irrational reaction to it. It absolutely knocked me off my feet when I first read it, and for about a month and a half, I reread it continually just to figure out what was so mesmerizing about it and why I liked it so damn much, until I had to give it away to a friend. I read a lot and I've never done that before with any other book before in my life. So you can understand how I might feel protective about the source material in a way. And I couldn't see then how anyone could make it into a movie, as even Stanley freaking Kubrick threw his hands up and admitted an adaptation was beyond his abilities.


I saw the movie and liked it, but I can honestly understand why it's such a difficult movie to watch. I thought the cinematograpy and score were beautiful, and it was a great take on a difficult book overall. I was really impressed by the guy who played Grenouille. I thought he made him sympathetic in a way the book never tried to do, and was so intense it gave me chills.


But ultimately a movie should be able to work independently of the book it was based on. Saying "it would make more sense if you read the book" doesn't excuse flaws in the story. And it breaks my heart to do so, but I agree with the review, the movie as a whole just doesn't work.

Posted by: claire at January 11, 2007 11:35 PM

I haven't read the book but I saw the movie in German. I agree that there is something about the movie that doesn't connect; the movie was so cold that I was just glad the damned thing was over! Every German I know who's read the book loved the movie, and won't even accept my opinion that the movie was BORING. I personally felt that Wong Kar Wai would've done a better job.

Posted by: Cathy at January 13, 2007 4:54 AM

I'm going to see this. You people are so precious; "ooh, that icky book". I'll go see it just to spite you. The book is fine. It falls short of greatness as a novel by being one long prose poem; it belongs to the same class as Maldoror. When are they filming Les Chants de Maldoror?

Posted by: George at January 15, 2007 1:12 AM

Yeah, so I saw this movie Sunday night. I thought the beginning was slow (altough the kid playing Jean-Baptiste at 5 was gorgeous, and not in a pedophile kind of way). The middle I liked. I dig Dustin Hoffman, and am not ashamed to admit my huge crush on Alan Rickman. The end? WTF. A town orgy for chrissakes. Uhm, no.

I read this review (and it was mah-velous, dahling, and my curiosity was piqued enough to spend $8. Geez, I wish my theatre'd had a matinee...

Posted by: Nadha at January 16, 2007 12:52 AM

I am seriously in love with you. Not only did you write a review of Brokeback Mountain that was as beautiful and sensitive as the movie itself but you wrote: "[I]magine the Brothers Grimm rewritten by Charles Dickens as a letter to Penthouse Forum" and "[M]y only desire was for the sweet surcease of the closing credits." Would that I could call you my own. Your reviews are so much better than bad movies warrant.

Posted by: rudy at January 16, 2007 10:41 AM

The reason you don't understand most of the things you said don't make sense, is because you didn't read the book. I do agree that some of the book does not translate well to screen, but considering it's a book about scent, they did a bang-up job. Grenouille is not supposed to be sympathetic. No one suspects him because he is scentless and therefore hardly noticeable to anyone. Things like this are not understandable unless you read the book.

Posted by: Lorra at January 30, 2007 6:56 PM

The only way this could have been better was by having the different scents in the cinema! Seriously, I was expecting a much better review. The whole point of this thing is translating the world of scent to screen, which was done brilliantly. It was kinda creepy, it was kinda funny. It was great. Go watch it now!

Posted by: chris at February 20, 2007 3:49 PM

Having read the book, I felt the problem with the movie Grenouille character was that it made him too likeable. He 'Could never love, or be loved'? Blech. The book worked better, though I still enjoyed the film, as eye and ear candy, if nothing else.

Posted by: Kiku at March 2, 2007 4:32 PM

I saw the movie and loved it. I would pay money to see the movie again. Want to buy the video but cant find it.
What people fail to realize is this is "how it was" it that era, in poor sections.

Posted by: Janet at March 26, 2007 11:29 AM

Let me state firstly, that I have loved the book, unabashedly.
But this was a terrible film... and it made me reappraise the book, really the story is horrendously misogynistic at it's heart - that a woman's smell is the smell to beat all smells, talk about objectification. So many things in the film were so weak; smelling Laura across many miles, assuming a cave has no smell [clearly never been in a cave]. But it was the orgy at the end that really pissed me off, where it wasn't just men that found the smell irresistible, but strangely woman as well. There was a lot of 'guy on girl' and 'girl on guy' action, and some 'girl on girl' action [but shot in that way that titillates blokes]. And yet the most powerful aromatic drug in history was still not enough to cause a guy to touch a guy? Is this the best a European film can do in 2006?

Posted by: Drew Ridama at April 19, 2007 10:10 AM