Pathos can be a significant driving force for dramatic storytelling; if youโre going to feel invested in someoneโs troubles, it only makes sense to cultivate a sense of anguish for the audience to latch onto. Outside of fictional storytelling, some people live off the pathos they invoke from others in their daily lives as a means of defense against the harshness of the world around them. But at what point does pathos creep into self-pity, and to that end, at what point do people get too annoyed to care anymore?
Aaron Schimbergโs cold black comedy “A Different Man” doesnโt go about answering this question in particularโits protagonistโs sense of insecurity isnโt used as a means of prodding those around him beyond the point of acceptanceโbut in his examination of volatile self-esteem and the comforts we find in our own skin, Schimberg canโt help but zero in on the questions of likeability that surround those of us whoโve developed our own comforts in feeling sorry for ourselves.
That isnโt, naturally, to say that Edward (Sebastian Stan) is a man who inherently feels sorry for himself, but the world he traverses canโt help but enforce this feeling of outcastedness no matter how hard it tries to make him feel welcome. A man suffering from neurofibromatosis (a heavy facial disfigurement), the brunt of Edwardโs insecurities tend to arise in moments when people think theyโre being niceโor, at the very least, discreet.
Not one to dwell on Oscar-baity degrees of self-congratulation, Schimberg frames Edwardโs social woes in subtle but never missable ways; people steal glances at him on the subway, his neighbor canโt help but mutter โJesusโ under his breath every time they cross paths, and his biggest break as an actor so far has been starring in an office tutorial video about being mindful of colleagues with distracting physical disabilities. Trepidatious as he is to step up in life (even to complain to his landlord about his leaky ceiling), Edward does step forward when an experimental drug trial offers the potential to cure his condition entirely.
Lo and behold, the drug treatment is a success, and Sebastian Stanโs Edward eventually begins to look likeโฆ Sebastian Stan! Content with this new lease on life, Edward takes the opportunity to kill off the name with the physique, adopting the moniker โGuyโ and telling his doctorsโand, by proxy, his mostly friendly neighbor Ingrid (Renate Reinsve)โthat Edward is no more. Guyโs new life, led by this move into traditional attractiveness, begins to crack as he reunites with Ingrid under this new name, putting him in the path of Oswald (Adam Pearson), another man with neurofibromatosis, but swaggering through life a blissful confidence that drug treatment just canโt buy.
At this point, “A Different Man” moves beyond the physical and into the psychological, as Edwardโs reactions to Oswaldโs mere existence put him in a position of complete befuddlement. Edwardโs insecurity may have derived from the worldโs reaction to his condition. Still, Oswald is proof that such physical ailment is not necessarily what defines your impression of those around you. More than a mere โbeauty is in the eye of the beholderโ moralizing tale, Schimbergโs darker touch plays this hand with a more nuanced understanding of how people perceive one another, particularly by diving into their most quiet, often-inadvertent despicable acts.
Ingrid clearly cared for Edward to the point where, as an aspiring playwright, she found inspiration in his pitiful (and, as far as she knew, finished) life story. However, doesn’t the very act of putting on this show reek, at least somewhat, of exploitation? When explaining her mindset to โGuy,โ Ingrid struggles to find the word for what sheโs doing; Guy suggests โtribute,โ but she offers โamalgamation.โ This more or less encapsulates the extent of her interest in Edwardโs life, but as we identify with his sense of self-pity, Schimberg still has us asking: does she even owe him anything at all?
Unassuming in its hidden complexities, “A Different Man” never beats you over the head with a streamlined sense of identification because Schimberg is wise to show how everyone in this story exhibits varying degrees of scumminess. Edward, in his new skin, is still entirely lacking in the confidence needed for a true sense of self-fulfillmentโa reality of which Oswaldโs overbearing friendliness is quick and constant to remind himโbut thereโs only so much sympathy we can drum up for a man whose sense of isolation will manifest in the ways it does as the narrative progresses.
Edward is never the โbad guy,โ though; neither is Ingrid or Oswald. There is, instead, a sense of inevitable ebb and flow to their dynamic that evolves as their internal grasps with the situationโthis play, meant as an internal examination of a man none of them, even Edward, seem to actually have knownโcome to points of natural friction. Under the guise of Schimbergโs frigidly humorous hand (this sharp sense of social awkwardness and evolving comedic psychology puts him in a similar field as “Dream Scenario” architect Kristoffer Borgli), “A Different Man” carries its thematic highwire act through the grace of its trio of lead performances.
Having won the Best Lead Performance award at this yearโs Berlinale, Stanโs corporeal presence exists beyond the makeup, allowing for consistency in his body language to believably sell not only Edwardโs transition but also the lingering gloom buried in his posture and hand-wringing. For his part, Pearson (who suffers from neurofibromatosis in real life) is a crucial foil to Edwardโs mentality in his ability to fully sell that essential self-assurance. Reinsve, returning to her Worst Person in the World well, once again finds a pocket of likeability in a woman whose occasionally parasitic and often inconsiderate behavior may make the prospect of such affability a challenge, allowing the ease with which she handles it all to be the more impressive.
โWe have no control of the flight mechanism in that reptilian part of our brains,โ A Different Manโs office PSA states; Aaron Schimberg knows this and, consequently, knows that if we do decide to stick around, we may find ourselves just as uncomfortable with what we donโt see in the mirror.