Un hombre diferente

From what I'm reading online, everyone except me seems to find this film a comedy, but for me, this felt like horror. This gave me a similar feeling to what I felt after watching Synecdoche New York even though they're very different. Both had the making of a play as a central plot point and both made me feel like I'm watching a psychological horror film.

The protagonist Edward may be very different from me but his insecurities about life, the way he hides from the past and acts through the present, only to be shown to him he can't really make it because of who he is, just hits close to home.

The way this movie nonchalantly shows how people are perceived due to how each person believes what they are is striking. Be it the person who you expect not to be popular being popular or the person you expect to be kind being not that, maybe even unbeknownst to themselves. It breaks the bubble of how such movies usually show these kinds of situations by making it very unsettling which can be perceived as darkly comical as well I guess.

Sebastian Stan is brilliant with his body language conveying all the insecurities. Adam Pearson being the charming positive force of the movie was such a surprise but it's great to see especially when it's Sebastian Stan on the other side.

One of the best movies of the year and something I won't revisit anytime soon.

Simply put, it just feels like a cheap shot when the film begins by presenting the undeniable struggles of the main character's life and has him pursue a cure for completely understandable reasons - and then effectively turns around and says "Actually, all of the problems in his life were his fault, he didn't really get better in ways which matter after that, and let us present a totally idealized version of someone with the exact same condition to prove why."

"Accept yourself for who you are and do not seek external fixes" message might come from the right place, but it is not so inspiring when his condition was effectively shown interfering with something as important as his eyesight and generally affect his quality of life even when nobody was watching.

Furthermore, this film also exhibits the same contrivance which brought down Challengers for me - the insistence that like a duckling, the lead MUST imprint onto the first remotely meaningful relationship shown in the narrative and fail to form anything offscreen even when all the conditions are there for it. It is worse here when that relationship effectively comes from a combination of pity and fetishism - as the film is at least honest enough to acknowledge.

For all of that, the first half is very strong in its depiction of the grime of main character's life, reinforced in a variety of unusual ways like the PSA he is part of. Even the second half has enough neat moments - whether in digging down to the details of stage productions or other smaller twists and turns - to avoid ever feeling like a total loss.

I suppose one reason I'm so disappointed is because this could have been a remarkable narrative of a climber who benefited from the system (in this case, the research breakthrough turning him into "A Different Man") only to pull up the ladder behind him for entirely selfish reasons. Instead, the film pretends the climb was never worth it in the first place and stalls around various meta layers instead of developing the point.

I went to see this film without any expectations of what it was going to be like - I don't look at reviews in advance of seeing a film.

Whilst I think this film was well meaning, and had a message, what really confused me was what it was trying to say. The film set off on one story arc, veered to another and then seemed to bounce across several. There were also, what felt like, added scenes at the end - it felt too long.

The acting, direction and writing seemed ok, but as I was trying to figure out want the film was trying to "tell" me, they were rather lost against the plot confusion.

It maybe that I'm too un-empathetic to have got the message but, I suspect, the film is rather confused. Others may well get more out of it than I did, so I don't want to condemn it, but it felt a bit of a waste of time to me.

Kudos to Sebastian Stan for committing 100% to a deeply flawed character living through a very complex situation, and for giving an intensely physical performance.

I wish I could say I liked the movie more than I did. It's a compelling premise and gets even more so once the actor Adam Pearson makes his appearance (Pearson also gives a wonderful performance, by the way). But I felt every minute of this film. It's not long, but it feels like it is. It overstayed its welcome for me by a good fifteen minutes or so.

But I liked the central question the movie asks of its main character -- where's the line between being unfairly held back by societal constructs because of our disadvantages vs. Voluntarily opting in to being a victim? Stan's character does some pretty reprehensible things by the time the movie is over, but your heart can't help but go out to the guy.

Grade: B.

"A Different Man," directed by Aaron Schimberg, sets out to explore the unsettling relationship between identity, appearance, and self-acceptance, taking the audience on a strange and, at times, uncomfortable journey through the illusions we create to feel accepted. With a style that flirts with dark humor and existential drama, the film stands out for its peculiar approach and the way it subverts expectations, refusing to deliver a redemptive or simplistic narrative. Sebastian Stan, known for his roles in blockbusters, once again steps out of his comfort zone and takes on a role that demands not only a physical transformation but also a deep dive into a character full of contradictions and vulnerabilities.

Stan plays Edward, a man with a severe facial disfigurement who dreams of becoming an actor, but whose lack of talent is as evident as his insecurity. The story gains strength by presenting Edward not as a stereotype of perseverance or inspiration, but as someone genuinely flawed-pathetic even-whose pursuit of aesthetic change is born from misguided ambition and repressed vanity. Schimberg's script succeeds in portraying Edward in a raw, unfiltered way, without resorting to easy sentimentalism. And Stan, even buried under layers of prosthetic makeup, delivers a sensitive and nuanced performance, capturing the essence of a man torn between the desire to be accepted and the inability to accept himself.

Visually, the film evokes a retro charm, with Super 16mm cinematography giving it a grainy texture and a nostalgic color palette reminiscent of urban dramas from past decades. The dense atmosphere of New York, with its worn-out streets and claustrophobic apartments, adds to the protagonist's sense of isolation and displacement. The visual style complements the subtly absurd tone of the narrative, which at times feels reminiscent of early Woody Allen films, with snappy dialogue and tragicomic situations that shift between the melancholic and the ridiculous.

The dynamic between Edward and Ingrid, played by the charismatic Renate Reinsve, adds an interesting layer to the story. Ingrid is a Norwegian playwright who moves into Edward's building with grand ambitions but carries her own insecurities as well. Reinsve delivers a magnetic performance, balancing her character's charm with a latent selfishness that keeps the audience constantly guessing about her true intentions. Their relationship unfolds in unexpected ways, oscillating between companionship and opportunism, revealing how both feed off each other's vulnerabilities.

The story takes a major turn when Edward, after undergoing a radical surgery that makes him "conventionally attractive," decides to reinvent himself as Guy, a real estate agent. This is where the film delves even deeper into the idea that appearance is just a superficial layer of identity. Even free of his old face, Edward still carries the same timid gestures, the same almost childlike insecurity, and Stan, with precise body language, brilliantly conveys this continuity. One of the film's standout scenes is an awkward encounter in a bar bathroom, where despite his new look, he still feels out of place and inadequate.

The introduction of Oswald (Adam Pearson) expands the discussion on identity and self-perception. Pearson delivers a captivating and charismatic performance, providing a stark contrast to Edward's character. Oswald, who has the same facial condition Edward once had, is confident, magnetic, and genuinely comfortable in his own skin-something Edward never managed to be. Oswald's presence acts almost like an inverted mirror, an unsettling reminder that the transformation Edward sought might never have been purely external. The chemistry between Stan and Pearson is one of the film's highlights, with dialogues filled with tension and a competitive energy, as Edward sees in Oswald everything he wished to be but never could.

The soundtrack adds an extra layer of irony and melancholy to the film, punctuating Edward's journey with tones that swing between dramatic and tongue-in-cheek. The music never underestimates the audience, suggesting complex emotions without forcing them, reinforcing the film's ambiguous tone, which never fully commits to drama or humor.

Overall, "A Different Man" doesn't offer easy answers or comfortable resolutions. The takeaway is that external transformation might change how others see us, but it doesn't necessarily alter how we see ourselves. Schimberg navigates this reflection with intelligence and a touch of provocation, questioning what truly defines our identity and how desperately we seek external validation. It's a film that unsettles, entertains, and, above all, makes you think-without ever falling into clichés or simplistic solutions.