Perfume – The Story of a Murderer
Rarely do I see a movie I hate. I can sit through most movies tolerantly but this one really made me feel psychologically disturbed – not in a good way either. In a way I almost prefer the Silent Hill movie to this, despite the fact that SH was MUCH more gory.
Perfume is a movie made by Europeans. It also has Dustin Hoffman and Alan Rickman. The acting wasn’t good at all.
After the first scene in which the attempted suffoctation of a baby occurs, I kept thinking to myself ‘It’s just the weirdness of Europeans. Just get over the muffled screams and go along. At least it didn’t die.’ So I watched it all. I really wished I hadn’t.
Basically it was just nipples, orgies, cannibalism, death and bad acting and dialogue. The lead was cute, but that was pretty much this movie’s only redeeming aspect.
Anyway, gtg. Going to the Opera to see the Mikado.
Tit-willow, tit-willow!
