November Movies Part 3: A Different Man & The Substance

Do you need more body horror in your life? Well, I am here to deliver. I watched two similar yet strikingly different movies this week, both of which deal with people who are dissatisfied with their bodies and then have to face the consequences when they get the new body they thought they wanted, only to realize that maybe this wasn't really what they wanted after all. One of these movies is written by and about a man, while the other is written by and about a woman, and no points for guessing which one I think is better. Be warned: the two reviews that follow will be quite spoilerific, so if you want to watch the movies first and then get back to this post to tell me why you agree or disagree with all my thoughts, go right ahead!

A Different Man: Written and directed by Aaron Schimberg, this film stars Sebastian Stan as Edward, a man whose face is disfigured by a mass of tumors due to a genetic illness called neurofibromatosis. He still pursues his dream of being an actor, but is mostly just cast in HR workplace videos about how to treat hideous-looking coworkers. A playwright named Ingrid (Renate Reinsve) moves into the apartment across from him, and she tries to connect with him, but he can't act on his romantic feelings, ashamed of how he looks. However, when his doctor tells him about a new experimental treatment, he signs on, and as you can imagine, the treatment turns out to be a cure. Over time, his skin starts peeling away, the tumors fall off, and all of a sudden, he's just a handsome man.

At this point, we jump a few years into the future. Edward has changed his name to Guy and become an enormously successful realtor (a winking nod to how being a realtor seems to be more about curating your own image than selling houses). But he then reconnects with Ingrid who no longer recognizes him. Turns out she is putting on an off-Broadway play that is all about a disfigured man named Edward. "Guy" auditions for the part and get its, then starts sleeping with Ingrid (natch), and it seems like maybe he got the life he wanted all along. But then a British actor named Oswald (Adam Pearson) shows up, who also has neurofibromatosis, and a similarly disfigured face like Guy/Edward used to have. [Sidenote: the actor Adam Pearson really does have this condition, so this film is essentially built around him.] Initially, Ingrid takes him on as an advisor for the play, but over time he ends up supplanting Guy as the lead, and also ends up in a relationship with Ingrid. And our hero is left a miserable wretch, who realizes that he never needed to get handsome to land the girl, he just needed to be a nice guy. Some violence and drama ensues, but that was ultimately my final takeaway.

This movie is extremely low-budget and just felt like a weird little film about how men can get women just by having a good personality, and that you shouldn't let personal appearance drive your insecurities. It doesn't feel like it has much else to say about Edward or his life, and in classic male fashion, it really all comes down to whether or not the man can get laid as a determinant of personal success. The fact that Adam Pearson does truly have neurofibromatosis certainly makes this a much more meaningful film, but I found the plot to be kind of trite and boring. This film is offbeat and odd, and once I watched The Substance, I realized, oh, this story could be told in such a better way.

The Substance: Written and directed by Coralie Fargeat, this film stars Demi Moore as Elizabeth Sparkle, a once-famous Oscar-winning actress, who is now 50 and past her prime as far as Hollywood is concerned. She has been relegated to hosting an aerobics TV show, but the evil producer (played with cartoonish misogynistic glee by Dennis Quaid), is ready for a hot new thing and doesn't want to see Elizabeth's haggard body on TV anymore. To be clear, if you watch the first ten minutes of this movie and think that Demi Moore's body is anything less than smoking hot, you must be blind. But a 50-year-old woman is anathema to Hollywood, so that brings us to our current predicament.

Elizabeth is devastated that she is being sidelined so brutally. Then, she mysteriously is introduced to something called "The Substance," that promises she could spend a week in a younger, hotter body, as long as she keeps interchanging with her regular body for a week after. She heads into a shady warehouse, picks up a box of supplies from a mailbox, and heads home to inject herself with the substance. Which leads to a young, hot clone bursting out of her back. This clone names herself Sue, and is played by Margaret Qualley, who is quite ideal casting for a younger Demi Moore.

There is very little dialogue in this movie. Instead, it's an extremely physical and bonkers romp set to an intense techno score by Raffertie with hyper-colorful and lush cinematography by Benjamin Kracun that makes this whole story feel visceral and oh-so enjoyable. Over time, Sue, enjoying all the power and privilege her hot new body gives her, tries to push the boundaries of The Substance, seeing if she can remain as Sue for an extra hour, then an extra day, and then maybe...forever? Obviously, it doesn't work that way, and during the weeks when Elizabeth takes charge of her body, she discovers that Sue's selfishness is resulting in her aged body becoming even more decrepit. Eventually, things come to a head, and the final sequence of this film will treat you to an absolutely ridiculous monster that deserves an Oscar nomination for Best Makeup and Hairstyling.

It's clear that The Substance is working with a much higher budget that allows it to turn this premise into a thoroughly surreal extravaganza. A Different Man is operating on a lower tier and a much less ambitious scope. But ultimately, do I want to see a man moping around about his appearance all because of his need to get a hot woman to like him? Or do I want to see Demi Moore and Margaret Qualley get taken down by the patriarchy because they work in an industry where appearances are all that matter? It did strike me that in A Different Man, the idea is that men don't need to be hot to get ahead in the world, while in The Substance, it is very clear that all that matters is that women must be attractive. Ultimately, The Substance is a much more fun and audacious movie, but I welcome your thoughts on what you got out of watching these films and who does a better job of getting their point across.