Holy Motors is so mad, deranged, lunatic, bonkers, cuckoo and away with the fairies that, if you were on a bus, and saw it boarding, you’d pray it didn’t sit next to you, although, knowing your luck, it probably would. That said, maybe you shouldn’t be quite so prissy and stand-offish. This film is a wacky ride, as well as a crazy, insane and off-the-wall one, but it is also peculiarly involving, exhilarating and unforgettable. I am still picking it out of my teeth, as if it were yesterday’s lamb chop, unlike the film I saw last week, whatever it was. (Was it good? Did I like it?)
This is written and directed by the French auteur Leos Carax, who hasn’t made a full-length film for over a decade, and is obviously a bit of a one. (He has, for example, contrived his professional name by combining Alex and Oscar, his first and second names.) His star is Denis Lavant, a wiry fellow with a pugnacious, weather-beaten face who shines not in the one performance, but in 11, or thereabouts. Let me explain, as far as I can, which isn’t very far, but at least I’m showing willing.
Its mood swings from swooningly romantic through to funny, grotesque, sexy and downright sad
Levant is Monsieur Oscar, an inexplicable figure who is inexplicably driven around Paris in a stretch limousine by his driver, Céline (Edith Scob). Monsieur Oscar must, inexplicably, attend a variety of ‘appointments’ around the city and each appointment requires him to transform himself with make-up, wigs, costumes and prosthetics into someone else altogether: a decaying panhandler; a one-eyed beggar who eats graveyard flowers and abducts a supermodel (Eva Mendes); an assassin; a disappointed father; a dying old man; a sci-fi samurai and a family man who, at the end of the film, returns to a wife and child so surprising you will exclaim ‘WTF!’ if you are of a youthful disposition and ‘Heavens to Betsy!’ if not.
One incontrovertible fact: this is a film of visual magnificence and brilliance, with scenes that will get into your head and stay put, whether you like it or not.

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