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Barry Lyndon Maria Candida Gentile 2010

7.8 / 10 107 Ratings

A popular perfume by Maria Candida Gentile for men, released in 2010. The scent is spicy-green. It is still in production.
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Main accords

Spicy

Green

Leathery

Woody

Fresh

Fragrance Pyramid

Top Notes

Herbs

Heart Notes

Artemisia

Heather

Arnica

Base Notes

Haitian vetiver

Bourbon vanilla Leather

Leather

Perfumer

Maria Candida Gentile

Ratings

Scent

7.8107 Ratings

Longevity

6.981 Ratings

Sillage

5.780 Ratings

Bottle

7.075 Ratings

Value for money

7.612 Ratings

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Reviews

11 in-depth fragrance descriptions

01/13/2016

8.5Scent 8Longevity 7Sillage

Karenin
40 Reviews

Karenin

Very helpful Review 6

Barry Lyndon

As I consider Stanley Kubrick's “Barry Lyndon” to be nothing short of a masterpiece, I was very curious to try a scent that was inspired by this film, or, more specifically, by one of its scenes (Barry's horse ride through the English countryside). I'm relieved to say Maria Candida Gentile's fragrance does deliver. From the very first moment, the scent feels outdoorsy thanks to green and grass notes. Shortly after that, leather makes its entrance. The note is beautifully rendered. Even though it dominates the heart, it never becomes overwhelming. It evokes the smell of Barry's saddle mixed with, I dare say, the smell his four-legged vehicle. A few moments later, the leather note becomes a little softer, blending with vanilla. The leather-vanilla combination is my favourite stage in the development of this perfume.

Whenever I wear it, “Barry Lyndon” manages to put me in a contemplative mood. I know the adjective “sophisticated” is brutally overused when it comes to describing fragrances, but Candida Gentile's creation is a perfect embodiment of this characteristic. It's also an intimate perfume and an ideal companion for a quiet evening in when I pour myself a glass of wine, open a good book, or just let the ideas in my head run riot. A marvellous fragrance from an incredibly talented perfumer!

02/03/2014

5Scent

Tnahowru
33 Reviews

Tnahowru

1

Missing out...

This perfume (aromatic fougere) has very positive and creative reviews at fragrantica, so I'm surprised there are no reviews here, and therefore, here goes...

It opens with Licorice (or a green shrub that smells like licorice), then comes the mint. I'm sorry but I can't describe what I smell next, but I do like it. Supposedly it's saddle leather which I've never smelled.

I will report more later. Again, I'm adding my amateur review because there are none, and I think you all are missing out on something you will like.

For the dry down it has turned smoky/wood burning. Now all the above notes have left and what is left is a smoky vanilla. I can still smell it 24 hours later, however, the sillage is very close to the skin.

03/04/2013

10Scent 7Longevity 6Sillage

Yatagan
416 Reviews

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Yatagan

Top Review 36

And so the circle closed...

Deeply affected, Redmond Barry - or Barry Lyndon, as he would later be called - sat by the light of a faintly glowing candle; in the mid-18th century, still the only source of light besides the stars. And candles were expensive, even for a young Irish landowner who also had to fear that he had killed his opponent, an officer, in a duel. On the run to Dublin, he had been robbed of his savings and was now penniless. Under these circumstances, his decision to enlist in the British Army was his last lifeline. Yet at the time of his signing, he was not truly aware of how quickly everything would unfold. The Seven Years' War had been raging in Germany since 1756, a world war by the standards of his century, pitting Prussian and British troops against imperial Austrian, Russian, and French forces.

In light of these prospects of death and violence, his only comfort was a fragrance he had managed to save in a small travel flask. His mother had always used it as a substitute for smelling salts when one of her countless fainting spells threatened. It was suitable for both ladies and gentlemen and a typical product of London perfumery.

The herbs in the opening provided a spicy, robust top note that could revive ladies on the verge of fainting, but could also appeal to Irish or English gentlemen who were getting groomed and shaved in a barbershop in London's fine districts during their leisure time. When the fragrance was massaged into freshly shaved skin, the scent of aromatic, herbal arnica and heather became increasingly apparent. Moreover, the fragrance contained a sour note that our hero simply could not place, yet he found it exceptionally pleasing. He could not know that it was the vetiver root from the Indian colony, which had also been under subjugation since 1756. The vanilla in the base note likely came from one of the islands in the Indian Ocean, where its cultivation had existed since ancient times. It was probably the combination of these two fragrance components that contributed to the powdery note that always reminded him of his beloved mother's wig.

Lost in thought, Barry Lyndon recalled his last experience in Dublin when he had a shave at a barber. Not at one of those village barbers where common soldiers trimmed and groomed their beards, who would also pull teeth if necessary and powder cheap wigs, but at one of those fine salons that were warm and cozy, illuminated by candles in the evening, and that offered not only hair and beard wax but also scented waters that the common folk could not afford. This was not the self-mixed stuff of traveling merchants that didn't even deserve the name fragrance, but perfumes from producers like Floris of London, who had been creating fine scented products there since 1730 and had risen to become court suppliers for various royal and princely houses. His perfume was of such a kind, although it did not come from Floris himself, a manufactory that he could neither afford nor wanted to.

Many years later, after Barry Lyndon met his end under unseemly circumstances following a deep, sudden fall that his noble surroundings attributed to him, this flask was found among his meager belongings that remained. It was empty and barely smelled of that indefinable powdery note that always reminded Barry of his mother's wig, and of which he had to think just before his death when he last smelled the empty flask.

On his wanderings through Europe, he had repeatedly tried to find this scented water to have the inimitable herbal-powdery scent around him that had accompanied him since his youth. He found orange scents in Italy, the finest bergamot and lemon waters from a certain Farina in Germany, sandalwood scents in London, but the old scented water he had learned about as a remedy for fainting spells from his mother seemed lost.

How could Barry have guessed that 250 years later, an Italian perfumer would coincidentally develop a composition that was strikingly similar to that of Barry Lyndon? And it was also by chance that she, fascinated by the fate of the young nobleman and by Stanley Kubrick's film of the same name as well as the novel by William Makepeace Thackeray, would name the fragrance after him. And so the circle closed, purely by coincidence, of course.

07/04/2014

6Scent 2.5Longevity 2.5Sillage

Pluto
353 Reviews

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Pluto

Top Review 20

Bitter medicine for the pharmacist

Recently, while clearing out a handbag, I stumbled upon a sample of Barry Lyndon. I wonder where that came from? But it was just what I needed, after some Chabaud tests I was in the mood for something completely different. So I quickly applied a little before the news.

Phew, what is this? Has the sample gone off, how long has it been in the bag? My first thought was licorice mixed with bitter stomach medicine, then I thought it smells like a salve mixed in a pharmacy. It used to be common for pharmacists to mix something together in the back room, either it tasted bitter or it stank. My grandma always said that what tastes good doesn’t help, sometimes she lied though. My first impulse was to wash it off, oh I’m not a wimp, I’ll give it another fifteen minutes. My husband came home, a kiss for greeting and then a reproachful “what have you put on this time…” Ten minutes later, Barry Lyndon was already quite subdued, and another 10 minutes later I could only perceive anything if I held my nose two millimeters from my wrist. First, I get barked at like crazy and then the guy tucks his tail between his legs, very strange. Well, I’m persistent, the next day I repeated the test and took one more spray. The associations are the same, licorice, bitter stomach medicine, and menthol. Now I didn’t find it so bad anymore, herbal and green, even fresh and cooling due to the menthol note. It quickly weakens now too, the sillage is only intense for the first few minutes. I don’t perceive a change between the top and heart notes. I find that Barry Lyndon just becomes calmer and a bit more peaceful. I look at the fragrance description here and wait for leather and vanilla, as I have a weakness for leather. The base doesn’t last long, after about an hour fine leather simmers softly in the background, a bit of vanilla sweetens the whole thing and the scent becomes rounded and spicy. I like that much better, but hardly is the base there, it’s gone again. After two hours, Barry has said goodbye.

Barry Lyndon is reserved for men, perhaps it holds better on them. My husband didn’t want to test it, “get that away from me.” I wouldn’t assign it to a particular season, it’s wearable in winter and summer. A scent I would like to smell on our pharmacist. I think then, the man knows his craft, he still brews himself in the cauldron.

01/18/2013

9Scent 7.5Longevity 5Sillage

Profumo
289 Reviews

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Profumo

Top Review 19

Heath Landscapes and Powdered Wigs

For me, 'Barry Lyndon' is a particularly special fragrance in every respect: a particularly good one, a particularly beautiful one, a particularly wearable one, and one whose special characteristics I appreciate regardless of which one I consider individually.

Even when I went through the so-called Classic line of Maria Candida Gentile fragrance by fragrance, I thought to myself while listing the notes given for 'Barry Lyndon': this could be something for me.
The name Barry Lyndon means nothing to me at all: I am neither familiar with the novella by William Makepeace Thackeray nor the Kubrick film starring Ryan O'Neal.
But that doesn't matter; one doesn't really need to know the literary Barry Lyndon to appreciate his olfactory counterpart.
It is interesting, however, that a character from the 18th century, a young Irish adventurer desperately seeking to connect with the nobility, inspired Signora Gentile to create this fragrance. In a way, it indeed has something almost antiquated, or at least old-fashioned: a dry, herbal powderiness that reminds one of ancient, wood-paneled barber shops, of talcum powder and shaving foam. And also of the great fragrance classics that many decades ago attempted to olfactorily imitate these institutions of male beard and hair care: Fougères like 'Mouchoir de Monsieur' or 'Zizanie'.
In contrast to these, 'Barry Lyndon' does without overly animalistic components, even though a subtle leather note resonates throughout the entire fragrance journey.
At its heart, however, the fragrance carries a dry-aromatic lavender accord, flanked by bitter-spicy accents of arnica and mugwort, which also remind me of a more contemporary fragrance: 'Invasion Barbare' by Parfums MDCI.
The latter does indeed speak a rather similar language, albeit in a much more sonorous tone and significantly louder. 'Barry Lyndon', however, could be its younger nephew, not so much 'Big Daddy', expansive and authoritarian, but much more modest and of a slimmer, more agile form.

No, 'Barry Lyndon' is really not expansive, although the fragrance develops a clear presence. When I first sprayed it on, I was even a little disappointed regarding intensity and projection. After all, it is an Eau de Parfum, and one expects a resolute appearance from such. But not so with 'Barry Lyndon': the fragrance blooms in moderate volume, remaining in noble restraint without ever becoming intrusive or overwhelming, yet always recognizable. This quiet but persistent presence is incredibly flattering and effective: it surprises the wearer time and again with its endurance, even when they have long considered the fragrance to have dissipated, and envelops their surroundings with a pleasant scent veil that regularly appears as if from nowhere.
This quiet, almost meditative, yet persistent tone is characteristic of the works of Maria Candida Gentile - they all possess this understated presence and unobtrusive endurance.
'Barry Lyndon' is, alongside 'Gershwin' and 'Gentile', probably the most masculine fragrance in Signora Gentile's portfolio, which does not mean that it cannot also be worn beautifully by women. Its origins are unmistakably from the family of Fougères - the quintessential men's fragrance category. At the same time, 'Barry Lyndon' is also a natural fragrance (and supposedly made from 100% natural ingredients, which I don't entirely believe): herbs, woods, leathery notes, and the green-grassy to earthy-rooty nuances of vetiver evoke the image of a young man on horseback amidst heath-covered Irish landscapes. Only the lavender may not quite fit into this picture: I neither associate it with Ireland, nor have I ever encountered it in the Alps above 2500 meters (where, according to Signora Gentile, the so-called spike lavender grows, the essential oil of which she used for 'Barry Lyndon').
But that's alright - the lavender is, in any case, a wonderful component of this truly successful fragrance. Its almost harsh, herbal facets harmonize beautifully with the bitter spiciness of the herbs, and over it all lies a trace of not really sweet vanilla, softening the overly harsh, angular, almost dusty dryness.
Here, in the interplay of the herbal fragrance components with the vanilla notes (probably also a bit of coumarin), the typical powdery effect of classic Fougères emerges, and Maria Candida Gentile does nothing to conceal this. Why should she? It fits perfectly into the fragrance concept: 18th century, the nobility wears powdered wigs, and Barry Lyndon desperately wanted to belong to this.
Since the perfumer - as mentioned - has avoided overly offensive animalistic additions, she prevents the fragrance from sliding into a realm of supposedly aristocratic decadence that flirts with a certain skin scent, which has been irresistibly interpreted by fragrances like 'Mouchoir de Monsieur' or 'Eau d'Hermès'.
'Barry Lyndon' does not reach that point, just as its literary counterpart did not. Fortunately, I must say, because that makes it much more wearable, uncomplicated, and also friendlier.

Towards the end of the not particularly dramatic fragrance journey, the spicy-powdery facets finally merge with the woody nuances of the base, along with a subtle, dark-green vetiver tone into a warm, almost creamy aroma that remains recognizable on the skin for a long time, without forming any significant volume.

Thus, 'Barry Lyndon' concludes in a conciliatory and restrained manner, without having spread much fury beforehand. But it doesn't need to: the fragrance convinces me with a dry, bitter, and natural elegance, with a reserved yet present character, and with a finely crafted and sophisticated composition.

With it, the master perfumer Maria Candida Gentile has, in my opinion, truly created a small masterpiece.

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