Cinema and fashion: a graphic and vivid partnership

Fashion has never moved this fast before. At 24 frames per second, to be more precise.

Doesn’t Exist is a publication that merges cinematic elements with a fashion landscape. They become are translated into intricate fashion stories, pictorial written pieces, interviews and filmic illustrations. The objective of the publication is to create a new space to be used by both fashion and film industries, and a mutual feeding of references in all their aesthetic and intellectual fields. The magazine seeks to develop a visual dialogue between the two industries, thereby generating a fully cinematic fashion content.

The first issue is a tribute to the iconic Japanese fashion designer Rei Kawakubo, and the impressive work for the her fashion brand Comme des Garçons. Our writer Redmond Bacon has drawn parallels between the fashion artist and the late Greek filmmaker Theodoros Angelopoulos, arguing that both embrace austerity and reject the mainstream in very assertive and yet different ways.

There is a visual fashion story stylised with archive pieces from Kawakubo’s Paris debut, complementing the words by Redmond. The minimal, groundbreaking collections from the 1980s and 1990s are all there to be savoured.

The first print edition of Doesn’t Exist also features an article about the elusive and mysterious American-born and London based filmmakers the Quay Brothers, and their connection with the fashion world through the means of fragrance. The words were penned by our journalist Jeremy Clarke, and the piece is also embroidered with a set of stylised images, once again straddling between the wondrous world of cinema and clothes.

Two pieces are available exclusively online for readers of DMovies: an article on twisted motherhood, and an interview with the magnificent actress Izabél Zuaa.

The shiny first edition of Doesn’t Exist has 244 pages, and it is available to purchase in four different front covers from various stockists across the UK, Portugal and Italy, both on the high street (once the lockdown is over) and online. You can see the full list by clicking here, or by visiting their Instagram.

In order to celebrate the partnership between DMovies and Doesn’t Exist, and the enduring connection between the movie and the fashion worlds, we are giving away five copies of the magazine entirely for free posted to you. Just send us an email to info@dirtymovies.org, and let us know the title of your favourite movie by Theodoros Angelopoulos. The promotion is valid for readers anywhere in the world!

All images in this piece are taken from the first print edition of Doesn’t Exist. Find out more on their website by clicking here.

Halston

Both a great primer on the man behind the look of the ‘70s and a dazzlingly enjoyable documentary in its own right, the Frédéric Tcheng (Dior and I, 2015) movie is perfect for both in-the-know fashion enthusiasts and those who know nothing about fashion at all.

Born Roy Halston Frowick, Halston’s designs and influence upon American fashion are undeniable. His fame started with his groundbreaking work as a milliner for Bergdorf Goodman (including that pillbox hat Jackie Kennedy wore at her husband’s inauguration) to finally establishing his own company by the end of the decade. He ushered in the classic ‘70s look, with simple, uncluttered garments elegantly constructed from single pieces of fabric. At the same time, he was chummy with Andy Warhol, organising happenings that were the talk of New York cafe society, a regular at Studio 54, took American fashion to China, and presented American style to the French fashion world with a Liza Minelli-starring mini-musical at the palace of Versailles. Wherever the ‘70s was, he was there.

Everything was about branding. He always travelled with a group of impossibly beautiful models, known as the “Halstonnettes”. He changed the pronunciation of his moniker from “Halsten” to “Holston”. Even his worker’s had a uniform — strong, blocky, black costumes — so they wouldn’t detract from the clothes itself. Things that other people wouldn’t think of, Halston spent hours poring over, making sure that they were absolutely perfect, streamlined down to their essence. In many ways he predated the sleek designs of modern retail products, for example the iPhone, by elegantly displaying how less can be so much more.

This is a rise and fall story, however, Halston eventually showing the limits of his vision in the face of the rapid commerce of the 1980s. Like many businesses, the number one difficulty in maintaining a successful fashion empire is scalability. Moving from a small boutique store to working with the top retailers in female fashion is a gargantuan task, as affordability and mass production must be balanced with impeccable style. Halston demanded that every product had to go through him first; a conflict that comes to a narrative head while working for mass retailer JCPenney. Soon the control-freak artist finds himself being shut out of his own company to devastating results.

The documentary tackles his energetic and often larger-than-life story with a lot of style, creating a strong aesthetic to match Halston’s style. It’s metafictional techniques – such as the replay of archival footage on vintage TV screens, or the use of a “fictional” narrator who offers her own elaborations on Halston’s life – compliments the way Halston would present himself and his products on the world stage. While many of the traditional documentary techniques are here – including talking heads and old interviews – director Frédéric Tcheng finds a variety of ways to complicate the narrative, allowing the viewer to find their own personal connection to Halston’s work.

This approach seeps into the narrative too, only finally tackling his humble youth growing up in Des Moines, Iowa by the very end of the film. By starting with the legend first before revealing the man behind the curtain, Halston creates a smart treatise on how success is often predicated upon never showing your true self, and the true, tragic cost of acting in such a manner. Therefore it moves beyond the realm of the specific (Halston’s life) to the universal (success and artistry in general), posing the ultimate question to any young budding entrepreneur, be that in fashion or any other industry: how can you succeed without losing yourself at the same time?

Halston is out in cinemas across the UK on Friday, June 7th.

The Gospel According to André

What’s the difference between style and fashion? According to 69-year-old fashion journalist and former editor-at-large at Vogue André Leon Talley, “fashion is fleeting, while style remains”. The iconic fashion guru, who is described as the “Mandela of couture” and the “Kofi Annan of what you are going to put on”, believes that style must prevail above fashion. The doc The Gospel According to André investigates his fluid definition of style, and how the audacity of his work hasn’t always been on a par with his far less fiery lifestyle and political stance.

André was born in Washington DC in 1949, and grew up in the neighbouring state of North Carolina at a time racial segregation was still prominent. He explains that back then black culture was expressed primarily through church (hence the film title), and he took a lot of inspiration from the hats that his mother and her elegant friends wore for Sunday Service.

Yet race was never a central topic in André’s work, and he was never an outspoken equality champion. There were, however, a few provocative pieces, such as 1996 Vanity Fair shoot (pictured below), where he inverted the race roles in Gone with the Wind (Victor Fleming, 1940): Naomi Campbell posed as Scarlett O’Hara, while John Galliano and Manolo Blahnik (both white) played the servants. On the other hand, André was mostly catatonic when Trump gets elected; he even complimented Melania’s outfit at his inauguration. While his work was very subversive, his personality was far less abrasive and confrontational. He internalised his personal conflicts for a long time, the films suggests. At one point, André breaks down while remembering being called a “black buck” and “queen kong”, in a doubly offensive display of racism and homophobia. He confesses that he never responded to the insults and just sulked instead. This is by far the most powerful moment of the film.

He’s nearly 6’7″ and also overweight, making him bigger than life in more ways than one. He’s not embarrassed of his dimensions, and uses a regal kaftan and capes in order to emphasise his majestic nature, bolstered by his physique. A friend describes him as a “towering pine tree”. To me, he looks like Buddha of fashion: always affable and expansive, never smug. But he’s also aware of the health implications of his obesity, and a weight loss diet is featured in the movie. The low-carb food isn’t as luxurious and extravagant as the rest of his life, and André is not impressed!

All in all, this is a doc that does exactly what it says on the tin. It’s didactic and interesting enough even for those (like myself) who had never heard of André before. Talking heads interviews with his celebrity friends provide the final touch to a romantic and yet critical portrayal of a singular and peculiar artist. Isabella Rosselini, Marc Jacobs, Tom Ford and others have interesting anecdotes and opinions to share about a fascinating individual.

The Gospel According to André is available in cinemas and also on demand on Friday, September 28th.