Overseen by Frédéric Tcheng, who co-directed 2011's , this politely flattering film shuns recent history and intently chronicles Belgian designer Raf Simons' (pictured) first two months as the brand's creative director in spring 2012.

That was, as fashionistas would know, after John Galliano was dismissed and his replacement, Bill Gaytten, had arguably failed to impress.

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Simons was an unusual pick in that he had no experience in haute couture, was known as a minimalist from his tenure at Jil Sander and didn't even speak fluent French. A publicity-shy figure, he is nonetheless given a candid yet impersonal portrait here, which covers the period between his introduction to his team of workers and the debut of his first collection eight very hectic weeks later.

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The conflicts between Simons' idealistic demands and the house's practical concerns are minor and forgettable. But as anxiety escalates in the run-up to the big day, the spotlight also falls on Simons' assistant Pieter Mulier, the two premieres, and the vastly experienced tailors and seamstresses in the atelier, lending its most intriguing dimension: There's an entire collective in the "I".