Mary Conti’s review published on Letterboxd:
Part of The December Project: Film #38
Similar to Ingmar Bergman's Persona and David Lynch's Mulholland Drive, Leos Carax's Holy Motors explores the nature of acting (as well as other things) by assuming a dreamlike atmosphere that often blends the appearance of reality and fantasy.
The film follows a man (repeatedly referred to by his driver as Mr. Oscar), as he goes from "appointment" to "appointment" fulfilling various roles. There are no cameras, there is no crew, and as far as we can see, there are also no other actors. Just Mr. Oscar.
Where Holy Motors gets this dreamlike atmosphere is from how odd these scenarios are. Mr. Oscar goes from beggar scene, to monster movie, to musical, to gangster film. There are even moments where Mr. Oscar performs an action that doesn't even seem to be a part of anything. As the film goes on, reality seems to slip away.
Holy Motors may not be as successfully weird as the previous two films I mentioned, but it is still quite an interesting watch that proves to be one of 2012's more memorable entries. It's also a better "guy rides around in a limo" film than Cosmopolis.