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Finally, a Movie Title for Grammar Nazis: The Skin I Live In Trailer

By Steven Lloyd Wilson | Posted Under Trailers | Comments (18)

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That title is the sort of grammatical nonsense up with which we should not put. But I’ll leave that to the comment thread. The Skin I Live In is a Spanish psychological thriller-horror-something starring Antonio Banderas as a quite insane doctor who has apparently taken to kidnapping people and performing experiments on them. Here’s the plot summary:

Ever since his wife was burned in a car crash, Dr. Robert Ledgard, an eminent plastic surgeon, has been interested in creating a new skin with which he could have saved her. After twelve years, he manages to cultivate a skin that is a real shield against every assault. In addition to years of study and experimentation, Robert needed three more things: no scruples, an accomplice and a human guinea pig. Scruples were never a problem. Marilia, the woman who looked after him from the day he was born, is his most faithful accomplice. And as for the human guinea pig…

That sounds like a compelling set up, but director Pedro Almodóvar describes it as “a horror story without screams or frights,” which to me sounds about like pornography without sex. Here’s the trailer:

You know what confuses me? Banderas clearly speaks in English during this trailer a couple of times, although I think that might be the extent of the dialog. But IMDb lists this as Spanish language. So even though it’s getting an October release in America, be warned, I think they’re trying to sneak subtitles at us. I don’t mind subtitles, but this strikes me as an elaborate ruse, which makes me suspicious about what else the filmmakers might be hiding.

Now bear with me for a moment. If this insane doctor teamed up with the one from Human Centipede and the geneticist from The Postmortal we could have immortal human centipedes who were invulnerable to fire. Just saying.









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Comments

IN WHICH I LIVE

god damn it.

Posted by: carrboro ninja at August 30, 2011 10:07 AM

House of Skin
Skinpartment
Skindominium
Condodermis

Posted by: sars at August 30, 2011 10:14 AM

Hmm...is it a bad sign that I think the "Tucker and Dale vs. Evil" trailer that ran right after this looked more interesting that "Skin"? And I didn't hear any English, but maybe I wasn't paying attention. (Unless you count, "Norma! Norma!" as English...)

Posted by: NateS1973 at August 30, 2011 10:20 AM

So...it's Boxing Dead Human Helena Ringers Centipede?

Posted by: ahamos at August 30, 2011 10:21 AM

No movie title will ever faze me after the horrorshow that was The Pursuit of HappYness. WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?

Posted by: The Wandering Parakeet at August 30, 2011 10:57 AM

skip

Posted by: gp at August 30, 2011 11:14 AM

Is it just me, or does that promo pic look delightfully retro? Like it wouldn't be out of place in a line-up of old school trippy sci-fi television like the Prisoner or the Twilight Zone?

Posted by: linny at August 30, 2011 11:46 AM

So this is a loose remake of "eyes without a face"?

Posted by: Sara at August 30, 2011 12:16 PM

Confession: Whenever I've seen the image from the header pick, for some reason, I've thought it was an old picture of Sean Connery from an old James Bond movie. And I was quite confused. Now, this all makes much more sense.

Posted by: tamatha at August 30, 2011 12:20 PM

His abombinable holiness, the Human Centipede, is already invulnerable to fire. He swims in the magma rivers of R'lyeh's subterranean tunnels, and neither the cold of the infinite void of space nor the infernal heat of Hell's infernal sun can waver my lord's resolve for even a single, meager second. His body wiggles with glee when he encounters conventional armaments, and legend sings a song that only the Bronze Dagger of Squatan (eternal nemesis of Godtopus himself) can hope to penetrate, the thick, oozing carapace that sheilds my lord from harm.

And like, laxatives. Probably. A laxative Chipotle burrito. That would suck.

Posted by: superasente, loyal follower of his terribleness, The Human Centipede at August 30, 2011 12:22 PM

Superasente is either really bored at work or indulging in particularly flamboyant procrastination. I approve of either scenario.

Posted by: Mrs. Julien at August 30, 2011 12:49 PM

I watched this yesterday and it is FUCKED UP. It's really engrossing and strange but it's just such a weird idea that it makes me worry about Almodver. Antonio Banderas is great in it but to say any more would really spoil it.

Posted by: Katie at August 30, 2011 2:00 PM

If you can find the book I suggestion is to read it. I had to order mine off Amazon.uk.

Posted by: Sad Rockstar at August 30, 2011 3:13 PM

I saw this a couple of weeks ago in the theater... It's great. Thrilling, engrossing, bizarre. I'd say the less you know about it before you watch it, the better... (And might I add that Elena Anaya is a stunningly beautiful woman.)

Also, yes, of course it's in Spanish! The original title is La Piel Que Habito. Tsk.

Posted by: Thijs at August 30, 2011 3:45 PM

sars:

"Condodermis" might be the funniest thing I've read all day.

Posted by: Bequafina at August 30, 2011 5:58 PM

Zombies? What Zombies? They were all eaten up by the Fire resistant Human Centipede!

Posted by: Vhrico at August 30, 2011 7:38 PM

Time for an all-out Kermodian rant, methinks!

Posted by: Man of Stool at August 30, 2011 8:51 PM

He doesn't speak a WORD of English in that trailer.

Posted by: Doug at September 3, 2011 11:02 PM