Holy Motors must
be the strangest, maddest and most bizarre film I’ve seen since at least Love Exposure and possibly ever. In a
statement about the nature of both acting and the digitalisation of the world,
Leos Carax’s film stars Denis Lavant as a man who travels through Paris in a
white limousine that is driven by Edith Scob. Along the way he stops for
various ‘appointments’ for which he adopts an entirely different character
complete with makeup, mannerisms and speech. Throughout the course of the day
he becomes a beggar woman, motion capture artist, assassin, disappointed father
plus many more.
The film’s message or statement is open for interpretation
and after telling my girlfriend what I though I asked her the same, to which
she replied “I thought it was about weird stuff”. The film is enjoyable however
you view it and whether or not you read into any hidden messages or not. The
themes that I personally believe the film is tackling may be totally different
to the person next to me but it doesn’t matter. Holy Motors is a thrilling, darkly comic and bonkers film that is
worth tracking down.
