Wim Wenders' film is very much an essay in the style of French auteur Chris Marker, so much so that I've no hesitation in recommending it to fans of Marker. It uses one art form (film) to capture another kind of artist (designer) at work, being both a commentary on the image presented and on itself. Like Marker, assumptions follow observations but are never unwelcome.
In focus is Japanese fashion designer Yohji Yamamoto, a fascinating individual whose sense of ease is the opposite of what I expected.
Yohji's designs help people discover and accentuate their identity. The beauty that's uncovered when a chosen garment and a sense of individualism are combined is a large part of what drives him.
It's not a documentary on the fashion industry, it's a glimpse into a quiet soul who has an intuitive understanding of why he does what he does.
4 kinds of accord out of 5
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