December 12, 2007 > Lagerfeld Confidential
By Heidi Leung
If Lagerfeld Confidential could be summed up by one word, it would be disappointing. The film, shot by Rodolphe Marconi, made it seem as if an amateur film student was suddenly given the opportunity to pry into the life of one of the most interesting and exclusive people in the world and failed miserably. How can you make Karl Lagerfeld's life appear dull?
The film was depressing. It seemed as if Karl's life was nothing but hours spent traveling on very tiny and gray private jets to photograph models. Half the movie consisted of Langerfeld photographing a particular male model becoming more and more naked as time passed. The director who conducted the interviews appears to have focused on specific points that he found interesting - being gay and how he got to be that way; Karl's mother - without enough focus on the fashion aspect of Karl's life.
Editing is uninspired. It begins with Karl walking about his apartment looking for the right rings to wear for the day. The "cling-clang" of what appears to be millions of silver rings takes over the screen for the next five minutes. Then, all of a sudden, the footage of Karl fades into a beach scene with California surfing music. This is a prequel of many other random edits to come. For a film that was only 98 minutes, it felt more like three hours.
There were two good scenes in the film. Good scene one consists of a sign in the bathroom of the Chanel headquarters saying "Pissing all over the place is not very Chanel." Good scene number two is a footage of an amazing Chanel show from autumn/winter 2006, inspired by a dream Karl had. Though I admit to giggling quite often at Karl's various quotes, I felt deceived by what should have been a great film. It is hard to comprehend how anyone could make a bad film about Karl Lagerfeld. If you still feel you must watch it, wait until it is released on DVD.