What's wrong with all you people?
This is a nice barbershop fragrance!
Of the kind where Sweeney Todd welcomes his elite clientele of Count Dracula, Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde (these "two" get a retail price), Hannibal Lecter, The Joker, Marquis De Sade and Pinhead (which of course gets a special pincers treatment).
And while they're waiting for their turn, they're nibbling on pornstars and young virgins, cause pheromones and other magnificent secretions is what all these nice gentlemen like the best.
Word has it that an akin salon de beaute for ladies is already in the making, and that Countess Erzsébet Báthory along with Lizzy Borden, Bellatrix Lestrange, Annie Wilkes and Mystique have already made a reservation. Oh, and that a fresh lot of pornstars and young virgins is already stocked and waiting too.
Jokes aside, monstrosity doesn't even begin to describe this niche, but not nice in the slightest, "achievement" of modern perfumery. Just imagine something like this being launched anytime between '60s-'80s. There would be riots in the streets, and its creator would be very lucky if (s)he escaped being burned at the stake. Most likely in a fire fueled by the alleged stinkers of the era, like Joop! Homme and Charlie, which, regardless of whether someone liked them or not, they were still considered fragrances.
But no matter how atrocious, every dog has its day, and this foul smelling mutt would make an ideal olfactory camouflage for a zombie apocalypse.
There's nothing more I can say, other than this is one of the very rare cases where that much avant-garde should be illegal.