Pluskylang Great Film overall

Kien Navarro Exactly the movie you think it is, but not the movie you want it to be.

Philippa All of these films share one commonality, that being a kind of emotional center that humanizes a cast of monsters.

Fleur Actress is magnificent and exudes a hypnotic screen presence in this affecting drama.

G K The film is a thriller, but a superlative example of the genre. Murders in a small French town are traced to an inoffensive-seeming young butcher (Jean Yanne) who is courting the local schoolmistress (Stephane Audran).The Butcher is a curious, mainly charming film which can't make up its mind whether to be an eccentric character study or a Hitchcockian thriller, but works on both levels. Director Claude Chabrol again does what he likes best: peering behind the bland, polite surface of the French bourgeoisie and finding ugliness and twisted desires. The Butcher is one of two films that Alfred Hitchcock stated that he wished he had made.

ben schuman is The Butcher a thriller? Yes. Is it a psychological drama? Yes. Is it an idyllic small town romance? Yes. Is it a horror film? Yes. Can all of these descriptions coexist? Yes. The Butcher is indeed all of those things. It's a film that deals with the greatest, most puzzling, and most disturbing mysteries of humanity, but it's also a small, simple film with a style so subtle it sometimes appears to be no style at all. Chabrol's French contemporaries are known for their flair- for their attention-grabbing camera work and editing. Hitchcock was known for his stylish set-pieces. But Chabrol has an amazing knack for convincing us that we're not watching a stylish film. The color scheme, the manipulation of light, and the stifling editing are as meticulous as in a Hitchcock film, or a Truffaut film, but are at the same time nearly invisible. His direction is heavily stylized but appears nearly accidental. Chabrol manages to transform picnics, schoolhouses and cobblestone streets into a landscape that is horrifying for its lack of apparent horror and for its incongruity with the horror being committed. The Butcher is also the story of two people who have adapted, in their own ways, to modern society. An uneducated, old-fashioned male war veteran adapts by becoming a killing machine, and an educated, stylish woman adapts by becoming a cold narcissist. Both were apparently functioning, normal human beings until they meet each other. But, when they meet each other, their neuroses come into the foreground: his animalistic passion and her ultra-civilized coolness nearly destroy each other. Some viewers say that the woman is the monster and some say it is the man. It is the man who commits truly monstrous acts, but it is the woman who, by way of her repressed attraction to such a monstrous man, sets his gears turning. The schoolteacher never could have foreseen the effect she would have on the butcher, but she is still responsible, and that is what is terrifying. The Butcher, however, is not a masterpiece because of its cynicism; it's a masterpiece because it manages to be cynical while having utmost respect for its characters. It's a great film because of the way it explores how hard its characters try and how pathetically they fail. It's a horror film about how impossible it can be for people to change.

jcappy Chabrol's "The Butcher" is perhaps more horror movie than suspenser. This may account for the strange behavior of Helene, so perfectly realized by Stephane Audran. The big question that arises at the movie's end is: "How can Helene be so lovingly forgiving of a vicious serial killer." Especially right after calling on every ounce of her physical and emotional being to save herself from his terror. And especially not long after the vicious sexual murder of a dear employee---for whom she shows less emotion, but more than what she showed for the original very local victim, which was none at all. For a wonderfully intelligent and upbeat teacher, her behavior is certainly questionable, and bothersome. Are we supposed to blame these crimes on the butcher's military past? And therefore understand Helene's sympathetic patience and love for Popaul? Yes, I think this is the idea. But it doesn't wash with this viewer. For Popaul's crimes way outdistance anything the viewer senses from his war experience. Perhaps the better explanation is that this is a straight out horror movie where intentions and motivations hardly enter in---and that Helene, far from being a true masochist, is no more than a character following her role. I would have preferred a suspense film where she would have been allowed her own convincing independence and intelligence.

PizzicatoFishCrouch Amongst the guests at a wedding are a Helene, a lonely teacher, played by Stephane Audran, and an ex-army butcher (Jean Yanne). Against their differences, the two develop a friendship. However, in the town there lurks a serial killer, and that killer may or may not be the butcher himself. Plagued with feelings of doubt and fear, Helene finds herself constantly at tenterhooks regarding her new friend (of sorts), and surprises and shocks are placed intricately until the very last frames.At 90 minutes, this mystery feels longer than it is, and that may be due to some of the stylistic techniques adapted by director Chabrol, such as the languid and very sparse use of camera movement, and shots of the bells to contribute to a sense of time. Content-wise, he borrows from Hitchcock, using themes of shared secrets, obsession and moral ambiguity. These themes are used well, creating appropriate amounts of suspense and anticipation in the viewer, and Chabrol plays with his audience deftly, placing surprises and non-surprises in sequence so that we are every bit as nervy as Audran. He is less concerned with explaining the motives for the killings than just presenting them, and for that, and chilling atmosphere of indifference is created throughout the film.The two leads are strong in their performances, and the slow, fragile romance between them is as credible as it is integral to the plot. In particular, Stephane Audran shines, as a woman who begins, poised, content and assured, only to finish ruffled and perhaps, as the ending shot shows, a little ruined by the events that she has witnessed. The film is carried along by an eerie, quasi-apocalyptic score by Pierre Janse and Domonique Zardi, which haunts long after the film has ended.If the ending does feel like somewhat of a copout, that may because we as the audience have viewed one plot twist too many, and the frequency and slightness at which each twist is revealed diminishes its impact somewhat. But for the most part, this is good film-making; quite unpretentious, coolly aloof, and the subtle delivery only works to its advantage.B+