This is only but the first scene in Carne. The next images explain the wife of the butcher's feelings towards the pregnancy through a singular scene depicting a dull shot of her eating. You can simply feel her hesitance without looking too hard. Next, a child birth. If i was of the opposite sex, this scene would have made me cringe more. Then a beautiful infant holding a ripped up piece of paper. When connected in two, it spells a simple message of asking not to look for her when she is gone. With that, the butcher is left with Cynthia and him to fend for themselves in the slums of France.
As the years rack up and he does the same activities everyday, you feel bored with life as he does. He begins to notice his lovely daughter of his own blood is developing her own womanly flesh. Only a precursor to his feelings in I STAND ALONE. This eventually ends up in a tragic incident that leaves him in jail with nothing. These moments allow the full registration of I STAND ALONE to finally register fully in your mind. Think of Carne as the missing piece to a grand, artful puzzle.
The dialogue returning is as fresh as its sequel, which is impressive considering the gap between both films. In this film, his daughter follows a show her whole life about a Luchador that battles the evils of Lucifer. Not only is it quite funny to watch his escapades in the background, but years later when she is relocated to an institution, she witnesses this mysterious mans last words as he curses at Satan before his magnificent execution. This happens right as he leaves her to forget her. Moving on can be a symbolic bitch.
Phillipe Nahon returns as the Parisian vulgar and raunchy butcher with a taste for violence and objectionable perversions. As of course, his cold stare can stop a moving train. Carne is a grand fucking film that not only proves that Gaspar Noe was born with such artistic talent, but it proves that even in a monster of a man, there is good.
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