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- 2019
- R
- A24
- 1 h 58 m
- 2019
- R
- A24
- 1 h 58 m
Summary A lonely woman (Marianne Jean-Baptiste), recently separated from her husband, visits a bewitching London department store in search of a dress that will transform her life. She’s fitted with a perfectly flattering, artery-red gown—which, in time, will come to unleash a malevolent curse and unstoppable evil, threatening everyone who comes...
Directed By: Peter Strickland
Written By: Peter Strickland
- 2019
- R
- A24
- 1 h 58 m
- 2019
- R
- A24
- 1 h 58 m
In Fabric
5.5
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Summary A lonely woman (Marianne Jean-Baptiste), recently separated from her husband, visits a bewitching London department store in search of a dress that will transform her life. She’s fitted with a perfectly flattering, artery-red gown—which, in time, will come to unleash a malevolent curse and unstoppable evil, threatening everyone who comes...
Directed By: Peter Strickland
Written By: Peter Strickland
Where to Watch
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Metascore
Universal Acclaim
Based on 29 Critic Reviews
81
97% Positive
28 Reviews
28 Reviews
3% Mixed
1 Review
1 Review
0% Negative
0 Reviews
0 Reviews
Metascore
Universal Acclaim
Based on 29 Critic Reviews
81
97% Positive
28 Reviews
28 Reviews
3% Mixed
1 Review
1 Review
0% Negative
0 Reviews
0 Reviews
The film spaces out several nasty and effective frights. And as its narrative seems to deliberately devolve into a dissociative dream, even the funny material hits with a choke in the throat.
There’s no reason a movie about a devil dress should work, and yet Strickland strikes the right tone, inviting laughter by taking it all so seriously.
User Score
Mixed or Average
Based on 43 User Ratings
5.5
47% Positive
20 Ratings
20 Ratings
21% Mixed
9 Ratings
9 Ratings
33% Negative
14 Ratings
14 Ratings
User Score
Mixed or Average
Based on 43 User Ratings
5.5
47% Positive
20 Ratings
20 Ratings
21% Mixed
9 Ratings
9 Ratings
33% Negative
14 Ratings
14 Ratings
Peter Strickland has developed a unique and hypnotic style that makes all his films so irresistible. 'In Fabric' may very well be his strangest film to date, but it's almost ridiculous concept could've only executed by him. The evil dress story puts the movie on a b-series level, but the allure of it all is undeniable. With a commentary about consumerism, the director delivers his most critical movie; sadly, the decision to split the plot into two halves, the second one being kind of dull, prevents 'In Fabric" from being excellent.
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Very strange, very stylish, very funny, but not for everyone
In Fabric is easily the most impenetrable work in writer/director Peter Strickland oeuvre thus far. With his usual commitment to the more tactile elements of the medium, he is here concerned with mocking consumerism, particularly the pernicious lure of "the bargain". In Fabric's biggest problem, however, is that it's made up off two loosely-connected storylines, but because the first one is so much more interesting, it leads to some narrative slackness in the second half, and all in all, it's not a patch on his best work to date, The Duke of Burgundy (2014).
Set in a London suburb at an unspecified point in the 1980s, the film tells the story of bank teller Sheila Woolchapel (Marianne Jean-Baptiste, playing the role as if she's in a piece of 1960s social realist cinema). A recently-divorced mother to a teenage son, Vince (Jaygann Ayeh), whose girlfriend Gwen (Gwendoline Christie having an absolute blast) seems to have moved in without asking, Sheila visits a Dentley & Soper department store looking to buy something nice in the January sales. All but accosted by sales assistant Miss Luckmoore (Strickland regular Fatma Mohamed), she is talked into buying an "artery red" dress. However, it doesn't take long for Sheila to realise that something is not entirely kosher about the garment - from prompting dog attacks to trashing her washing machine to floating above her bed.
In Fabric is a consumerist satire, along the lines of Dawn of the Dead (1978). The malignant control that capitalism exerts on the masses, the commodification of desire, the exploitation and manipulation of notions of self-worth - all are interwoven into the film's style and texture. With the highly-stylised aesthetic commenting on the ultimate emptiness of retail therapy, Strickland leans into the artificiality of the film's milieu, making no attempt to construct a believable, lived-in world.
With that in mind, although this is not an especially realistic film, it is an absolutely gorgeous film. Reproducing the hyper-stylised look of classic giallos, Strickland and cinematographer Ari Wegner bath the film in a lurid colour palette of over-the-top reds, purples, and greens. The other-worldly vibe is helped immensely by Cavern Of Anti-Matter's synth score full of harsh electronic screams and repetitive droning, and the queasy, disorientating sound design by Martin Pavey. Filling the soundtrack with non-diegetic whispering and incantations, the aural design keeps the viewer constantly on edge, as if the evil in the dress has somehow infected the magnetic track.
One of the film's most successful elements, and one of the reasons it's so funny, is how ultra-seriously everyone takes it, with the cast acting as if they're in a Ken Loach film, whilst Strickland approaches the whole endeavour with a similar reverence - there's no winking at the audience, and it's the absence of such winking that makes it all so funny. The film's humour is rooted firmly in the fact that no one acts like they're in a comedy (just look at the conversation about the difference between "looking for staff" and "trying to find staff"). The scenes of the dress crawling around Sheila's house are especially funny partly because they look so ridiculous, yet Strickland treats them with complete sincerity. A film about an evil dress shouldn't work on any level except parody, yet it's precisely because the film doesn't seem parodic that it works so well.
In terms of problems, by the very nature of what he's trying to accomplish, Strickland is somewhat guilty of allowing the film's sensual elements to overwhelm the characters. Certainly, the film burrows under your skin and lodges there, and Strickland has absolute mastery of the tone, but aside from Luckmoore, none of the characters really linger because none are especially interesting as people. From an emotional point of view, there just isn't a huge amount of empathy or pathos. Also, because the Sheila plot is so much more interesting that the Reg plot, the film seems front-loaded, which is never good. And although it didn't bother me, some people will dislike the amount of loose ends, unexplained background, and narrative dead ends, especially in the last act.
Nevertheless, I enjoyed In Fabric. Yet more evidence that Strickland is a master stylist, the craft behind the film is simply beyond reproach. Feeling for all the world like a rediscovered giallo, lost for the last four decades and restored to its original glory (complete with very questionable dubbing), it's cryptic and impenetrable, but so too is it hilarious and a feast for the senses. No one makes films quite like Strickland, where the existential and esoteric rub shoulders with the tactile and the sensual, where the textures of the milieu leap off the screen right alongside the themes. Hypnotic, seductive, and enjoyable, In Fabric is unlike anything you'll see all year.
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In spite of an excessive, metaphor-bash of an ending — forgivable when everything else on screen is this frenziedly fun — In Fabric seduces like its bias-cut main character, then taunts you for your desire.
For all of its curated channeling of past midnight-movie programming, In Fabric doesn’t feel like it’s cut from the same cloth as anything else. It’s a singular trip into a singularly warped mind.
A bizarre and imaginative thriller with a sexual and sociological twist.
Sheila’s humanity is a necessary counterbalance to Strickland’s intentionally stiff, formal style, which manifests in the film’s efficient pacing and crisp sound editing as well as its stylized performances and lavish production design.
To judge by the fashions, In Fabric is set in the nineteen-seventies. And, to judge by its visual and aural manners, it might as well have been made then, so reverent is Strickland’s thirst for the period, with its soft-core-porno tropes and its throbbing horror flicks. If anything, this antiquated air makes the film a little too arch and over-concocted for its own good.
"In Fabric" is inaccessible in a lot of ways. I have respect for Peter Strickland and he has proven previously that he is a visual and talented filmmaker, but this film never attracts you whether in story or characters and the way the story is executed never really makes you interested to follow and grabs you. it is also one of the only films with fully uncharismatic cast.
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Awards
British Independent Film Awards
• 9 Nominations
Les Arcs European Film Festival
• 2 Wins & 3 Nominations
Mar del Plata Film Festival
• 1 Win & 3 Nominations
