WATCHED - In Fabric

 

In Fabric is written and directed by Peter Strickland and was originally released in 2018. His unique output ( Berberian Sound Studio & The Duke of Burgundy, look them out ) draws on a diverse range of influences. The trash art of auteur Daniel Argento, a 60's & 70's colour palette, shabby gothic, voluptuous characters that make you feel Fenella Fielding will just wander in at any moment. Everything in In Fabric is cranked up and heightened, including the spoken word. The soundtrack is an elegant mix of period and horror pastiche with a modern feeling and expansiveness. This film deftly moves between absurd comedy, horror gore, archly mannered to naturalistic performance. To merely describe the plot will never quite convey the sheer brilliance of this movie. You could summarise it as a horror satire on identity consumerism.

We are introduced to a department store in the January sales. Shelia is venturing to go out on a date and needs a new dress to bolster her confidence. She finds a dress she likes, dyed in 'Artery Red', she buys it. Once home the dress begins to take on a malevolent life of its own. The dress is then passed on into the hands of a washing machine repairman whose mates force him to wear it on his stag night, then on to his girlfriend. Death follows this dress.

The film script for In Fabric is bizarre and utterly wonderful. The language of the head sales lady/witch  sounds like sales talk, but is also like the incantation of a spell being cast upon the potential purchaser. Anyone whose worked in retail will find this aspect a complete hoot.  Excellently played by Fatma Mahomed the head of sales Miss Luckmoore is this weird otherworldly creation. Here are just a small sample of her divine utterances;-

'Dimensions and proportions transcend the prisms of our measurements.'

'The hesitation in your voice, soon to be an echo in the recess in the spheres of retail.'

'A provocation. For what else must one wear?'

'Darings eclipse the dark circumference of caution - Be bold!'

'Did the transaction validate your paradigm of consumerism?'

'And may I interest you in other desire supposes in our exclusive boutique?'

The washing machine repairman is only ever referred to as Reg Speaks, and indeed if you get Reg to speak about the inner workings of a washing machine everyone who listens goes into some sort of ecstatic meditative reverie. None of this is ever explained, nor does it need to be, on some level this film does have its own nightmarish logic that completely captivates you.

'A dramatic affliction has compromised our trusted department store. Get out graciously.'

That said, I suspect not everyone will get on with this movie, it is very knowing about its contrivances and artifices. But I absolutely loved it. Its available to stream on IPlayer for the next month, but also you can buy it very cheaply too.

Oh and for the Buddhists amongst my blog readers Miss Luckmoore says:-

'Desist warning attention to the askew perception of self'