The last time we did a smell test on Kempt, we investigated Michael Jordan’s Flight Sport. And the results were, shall we say, mixed. But this time around, with some samples in hand from grooming specialists at the Motley and our olfactory palate cleansed of Gatorade and sweat, we’re feeling much more optimistic.
The first fragrance from these young-but-well-regarded curators of fine dopp kittery, Atlas boasts notes of cedar, oak moss, leather and green mandarin. And that’s all great. We’re pretty sure, though, that there must be a more expressive way of describing this “clear, strong and righteous” attempt at men’s perfumery. So we had the finest noses at Kempt HQ take a whiff.
Twenty years after his death, the intense German actor's estate has unveiled Kinski the Fragrance, an olfactory tribute to the star of Aguirre, Fitzcarraldo and For a Few Dollars More.
There are a number of red flags here—including the fact that the url is on the box, is apparently still available for purchase—but in the name of journalism, we offered our female friends and colleagues a whiff of Kinski and polled them to see if the estate had produced a scent as erotically powerful as the man himself.
In these media-saturated times, criticism can come in many forms. But the recontextualized dance mix is a new one on us.
The Brooklyn-based video group Eclectic Method chopped up Quentin Tarantino’s film work for this AV/DJ set, which boils down into a stew of kung fu, drug use, gunplay, blood spatters, female feet, and retro dancing.
In other words, it's pretty much what Tarantino gave them to start with. But the set lays out Q’s obsessions better than a whole crowd of critics, with a few handclaps and sirens thrown in for appropriate emphasis.
Just imagine how it looks with a real sound system behind it.