Gaspard Ulliel, as designer Yves Saint Laurent in the in front-thinking biopic Saint Laurent, always seems to be inhaling hes perpetually appraising, taking things in. With cigarette smoke for ever and a day wafting taking place around him, following distracted reference marks, he moves through the scenes of Bertrand Bonellos film, his eyes peering out gone oversized glasses and a slick helmet of hair. In meetings, he sketches in his atelier, he gazes at his creations appreciatively, summing up a dress as short, neat, and exact as a gesture. Bonellos film is an aberration Though overlong, it focuses about a relatively brusque become pass in the designers computer graphics, and flits by now and forth in times in a disorienting fashion there’s even a quick, odd flash-in front to a sophisticated Saint Laurent, played by an older actor. But it captures the restless look of a particularly heady era in Saint Laurents computer graphics, during which he struggled when addiction and illness and juggled relationships to the front his longtime accomplice in crime/overseer Pierre Berge and the alluring, hedonistic rou Jacques de Bascher.