‘THE few people I know who knew me as a child say I was like a male Shirley Temple – rather unbearable and spoiled,” muses designer Karl Lagerfeld in “Lagerfeld Confidential,” the Rodolphe Marconi documentary that makes its American premiere at Film Forum on Wednesday.
The film is a compilation of behind-the-scenes footage from Chanel and Lagerfeld’s eponymous line, as well as no-holds-barred interviews with the designer and vignettes from Lagerfeld’s childhood. It offers viewers an unprecedented level of access to Lagerfeld’s private life.
In the documentary, his home – stashed to the rafters with books, magazines, iPods, Chrome Hearts jewelry and dozens of rails of black clothes – is on open display. So are the private moments, like Karl walking around in his bathrobe and Karl without his sunglasses.
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