The butchering of a horse in a slaughterhouse, a long close-up on a baby being delivered, Gaspar Noé's vision of reality is exposed in a crude and forceful manner, on the full width of a scope picture in the first few minutes of Carne. His character, a butcher in the old Paris, leads a quiet life. Working at his shop, behind the meat stalls, going home to his small flat next door. He is a single parent, living with his teen-age daughter. Even before things get out of control, and an impulsive hatred takes him over, the hyper-realistic presentation of his banal existence, the black humour beneath it all, makes our blood run cold.