The power of filmmakers to laugh at that own craft is a precious and valuable thing. Especially when combined with stories that fly in the face of reality while played with deadpan sincerity. Quentin Dupieux‘ latest offering does just that with a killer black comedy about a Deerskin jacket, psychosis and a rural snuff movie. Of course anyone familiar with Dupieux and his work should not entirely be surprised by the key themes. After all this is the director who brought us Rubber, the story of a homicidal car tire; Flat Eric and the surreal comedy Wrong. But unlike many of his earlier films, Deerskin feels more refined in its comedic qualities. The dead pan delivery of its script and comic horror of its themes creating a truly hilarious piece of cinema.
Deerskin opens with George (Jean Dujardin) leaving his old life behind him. Gleefully dispensing with his current coat down a service station toilet before meeting with an old man who is selling a vintage deerskin jacket. George is besotted with western style garment. Handing over a huge amount of money to purchase the jacket. His new garment emboldening his self image despite being too small and looking frankly ridiculous in unison with his other clothes. However George is happy as he drives on to his new future the precious deerskin jacket in tow.
Finding himself in a small rural town, George takes up residence in a run down hotel. With not a penny to his name, he pretends to be a filmmaker, coaxing a young barmaid and aspiring editor Denise (Adèle Haenel) into his imaginary world. His new found love of his deerskin jacket becoming increasingly sinister as it begins to talk to him. Both George and the Jacket agreeing to rid the world of all other coats and jackets. ‘One jacket to rule them all’ ringing out as George hatches his plan. From here in on Deerskin descends down a path of dark and delicious comedy, as the jacket and all things deerskin begin to consume any reality George has left. The whole town becoming part of his sinister amateur filmmaking process.
Much of the joy of Deerskin comes from the dead pan delivery of the madness on screen. With Jean Dujardin’s George gloriously serious at all times, utterly convinced by his own actions. While Adele Haenel’s barmaid plays along with the pathological lying and delusions at the heart of George’s behaviour. The films horror and comedy dovetailing to create a film that never allows itself to become bogged down in one specific genre. Playfully bouncing from laugh out loud comedy to slasher horror with ease. While creating a beautiful parody on the lure and art of the filmmaking process.
Deerskin carries a short 77 minute run time, but this is perfectly matches the anarchic story. The story of one man, one camera and a deerskin jacket, slowly descending into utter madness. Its final scenes beautifully set up earlier in the film. But I am certainly not about to ruin the end. Or give you further insight into this utterly delightful, bonkers and brilliant piece of dark comedy.
Deerskin is a film designed to speak for itself, and while some will lap up its humour and horror, others will struggle to adapt to the world Dupieux creates. In a similar fashion to Peter Strickland’s 2019 In Fabric, Deerskin is unique, inventive and darkly delicious throughout.
Director: Quentin Dupieux
Cast: Jean Dujardin, Adele Haenel, Albert Delpy, Coralie Russier