If you like conclusive answers with your cinema, Holy Motors may not be the film for you. On the other hand, if you seek cinematic creativity that offers the viewer's imagination multiple possibilities for extrapolation, then you've come to the right place. While one scene halfway through the movie partially sheds some light on the nature of Mr. Oscar's (Denis Lavant) series of bizarre 'appointments' throughout the city of Paris, the film's strength lies in the maintained magical mystery surrounding Oscar's disparate personalities that he creates in the dressing room located in the back of the limousine that drives him from one performance to the next. From Mr. Merde kidnapping Eva Mendes to a killer who dresses his victim up as himself, Mr. Oscar's face changes more often than Orlando Hudson changes baseball teams. The increasing strangeness of each 'appointment' emphasizes the elastic nature of performance in a way that underlines the unreliability of images as grounds for truth-seeking. Packed with cultural allusions, complex characters and breathtaking imagery, Holy Motors, through its inquisitive entertainment, realizes like few others the full potential of what cinema can be.
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