Review of The Skin I Live In (2011) by Jussi M — 29 Jun 2015

Pedro Almodovar is the master of the modern psychosexual drama and The Skin I Live In is a Frankenstein romance like nothing you've ever seen before.

Without giving too much away, the film requires major suspension of disbelief in terms of its methodology. However, its characters are so disquieting, and its mysteries so precisely unveiled, that its difficult not be sucked into Almodovar's eerie world of salubrious colours and synthetic skin.

Part crawling chiller, part dark comedy, Almodóvar grabs the audience by the eyeballs and dangles us right where he wants us; unsure of whether we should laugh or cry. The skin you live in will never feel the same again.