The Story
Why it exists.
La Haine takes its name from the 1995 Mathieu Kassovitz film, a visceral portrait of tension, class fracture, and simmering rage among three friends in the Parisian suburbs. The film became a touchstone, a raw document of something that refused to be smoothed over. Moth and Rabbit translated that refusal into fragrance. The composition opens with a sharp, synthetic announcement that arrives without invitation, then settles into a heart of leather, birch tar, and burnt rubber that refuses to become comfortable. The aldehydic backbone is what sets this apart, giving the metallic notes and blood accord a luminescence that keeps the aggression from becoming one-note. Then buchu arrives.
If this were a song
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A Warm Place
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The Beginning
La Haine takes its name from the 1995 Mathieu Kassovitz film, a visceral portrait of tension, class fracture, and simmering rage among three friends in the Parisian suburbs. The film became a touchstone, a raw document of something that refused to be smoothed over. Moth and Rabbit translated that refusal into fragrance. The composition opens with a sharp, synthetic announcement that arrives without invitation, then settles into a heart of leather, birch tar, and burnt rubber that refuses to become comfortable. The aldehydic backbone is what sets this apart, giving the metallic notes and blood accord a luminescence that keeps the aggression from becoming one-note. Then buchu arrives.
The structure here is deliberate: a sharp synthetic opening that announces itself without invitation, then a heart of leather, birch tar, and burnt rubber that refuses to become comfortable. What makes this unusual is the aldehydic backbone, it gives the metallic notes and the blood accord a luminescence that keeps them from feeling purely aggressive. Then the buchu arrives. Sulfurous, animalic, green at the same time, this is the ingredient that gives La Haine its distinctive character, something that smells alive, something that breathes.
The Evolution
The first minutes hit like cold air on exposed skin. Aldehydes spark upward, metallic and clean, while blood and rum pulse beneath them with an animalic weight that doesn't retreat. This is the confrontation phase, uncompromising, almost aggressive. Within the hour, birch tar and burnt rubber take over the center. The leather arrives thick and raw, bay leaf and cardamom adding a dry herbal edge that keeps the smoke from becoming merely atmospheric. The aldehydes don't disappear, they hang on, adding a strange brightness to what should be darkness. Then the cedar and moss arrive. The rubber fades. The leather softens into something almost wearable, almost close, moss adding a damp earthen quality beneath the dark musk. By the final hours, the fragrance has become intimate, close to skin, quiet in projection, the cedar and musk refusing to fully leave.
Cultural Impact
The combination of aldehydic brightness with leather, birch tar, and burnt rubber places La Haine in the company of industrial leathers like Beaufort's Tonnerre and Iron Duke, and the dark urban character of Imaginary Authors' The Cobra & The Canary. These fragrances share an approach to leather that moves beyond the polished and inviting, reaching toward something rawer, more honest. La Haine takes this direction and pushes it further, the aldehydic lift keeping the composition from becoming purely dark, adding a clinical brightness that cuts through the smoke and leather.
The House
Germany · Est. 2016
Moth and Rabbit creates contemporary niche fragrances that read like short films. Founded in Berlin in 2016 by Elke Filpes and Christian Choi, the house treats scent as a narrative medium, turning cinematic moments into olfactory stories. Each bottle invites the wearer to step into a scene, whether it is the restless energy of a teenage romance or the quiet tension of a midnight shoreline. The brand balances experimental composition with a clear, minimalist aesthetic, making every launch feel like a fresh script waiting to be performed on the skin.
If this were a song
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La Haine sounds like a city after midnight, wet pavement, cold metal, a lit cigarette in an alley that doesn't exist anymore. It moves from sharp industrial tension to something quieter and more intimate, never fully resolving, always holding something back. The music that matches this fragrance keeps changing key.
A Warm Place
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