Tag: #HolyMotors

  • Holy Motors and Un Chien Andalou

    Last year in my high school French class, I watched Un Chien Andalou for the first time. What I remember most is the shocking scene where a razor slices through a woman’s eye. At the time, I saw it mainly as a bizarre product of avant-garde filmmaking. After our class discussion on Monday, however, I decided to rewatch it and look for deeper meaning in the film as a whole. Seeing it again after Holy Motors made me realize that both films use unsettling and absurd imagery not just to shock the audience, but to challenge how we watch and interpret what’s on screen.

    The eye scene in Un Chien Andalou feels like a direct attack on the viewer’s sense of sight. It is disturbing but also symbolic, as if the film is forcing us to open our eyes to new ways of seeing. Holy Motors captures that same kind of shock with its random bursts of violence, like when Oscar kills a man who turns out to be himself. These scenes might feel random and unnecessary, but that is what makes them effective. They remind us that cinema can still surprise us and that meaning does not always have to come from logic.

    Another parallel that stood out to me is the scene in Un Chien Andalou where a woman is hit by a car. The suspense builds as several cars narrowly miss her before one finally makes contact, and even then, the moment feels completely unprovoked. It reminded me of the quick, jarring deaths in Holy Motors that appear suddenly and are never explained. Both scenes deny viewers any sense of closure or reasoning. Instead, they reveal how unpredictable and empty violence can feel when it is removed from a clear narrative or purpose. Rewatching Un Chien Andalou helped me understand Holy Motors in a new way. Both films go against traditional storytelling, but that confusion is what makes them so captivating. They challenge us to keep watching even when we want to look away or are unsure of what we are supposed to feel.

  • Holy Motors and the Disappearing Reality

    Holy Motors feels like a film about film itself, or maybe about what’s left of it. Léos Carax immerses us in a world where the boundaries between performance and reality are blurred. Mr. Oscar (played by Denis Lavant) moves from one “appointment” to another, assuming new identities in each, yet there’s no visible audience or camera to justify his transformations. That absence makes the performances feel strangely hollow, as if he’s acting purely because he has to – a slave to the “invisible machines” Carax mentions in his interview.

    Carax’s distrust of digital technology seems to haunt every scene. The old “visible machines” of cinema (cameras, projectors, cars) are fading, replaced by something more virtual, impersonal. Even the limo, which carries Oscar between his appointments, becomes a symbol of this transition: a kind of impossible, in-between space where he prepares to become someone else. It’s home, but not in the comforting sense. It’s more like a place of regression or exhaustion after too many lives lived.

    As an experimental film, Holy Motors rejects conventional storytelling. It doesn’t explain itself. Instead, it drifts through moods and genres (e.g., tragedy, absurdity, musical, horror) like flipping through channels on TV. The accordion interlude midway through feels like the only true burst of life. It’s spontaneous and rhythmic, feels almost rebellious against the film’s growing artificiality.

    Is Mr. Oscar an actor, or just a person conditioned by an over-mediated world? How does the film comment on our relationship to technology and authenticity? If the limo is “home,” what does that say about the way we live between screens, constantly switching roles?

  • Holy Motors: I Laughed More Than I Think I Was Supposed To

    Holy Motors was 100x more strange & confusing than I imagined it would be, even after Professor Zinman’s cautionary introduction of the film. I can genuinely recall at least a dozen times where I out loud said to myself while watching “what the heck is going on”; & honestly, I still don’t know. Maybe that’s why I found the film so entertaining to watch – because I was so utterly lost the entire time that all I could do was laugh. I’m guessing that wasn’t everyone else’s first impression, which is valid since there was obviously a lot of violent & strangely dark stuff occurring throughout the movie as well, but around half way through the movie I accepted that it wouldn’t make any sense to me, so I just decided to laugh through the confusion. In honor of that, instead of attempting to do a probably unsuccessful analysis of what Carax was trying to say with this film, I thought it would be more enjoyable to reflect on some of my favorite funny (kind of) moments of Holy Motors that I had from our viewing.

    This scene for me definitely set the stage for the rest of the weirdness that I was about to witness in this movie. I was quite uncomfortable watching the other parts of this scene, but when the animation came on I just lost it. This was my first memorable “what the heck is happening?” & laugh it off, because still thinking back to it, what the heck was I watching.

    This scene was actually funny; certainly strange, but funny. Other parts got a quick laugh out of me, but Monsieur Oscar eating the flowers & then eating the girls fingers was so uncalled for that I was laughing the entire time. Was the girls fingers getting eaten funny? No. But the randomness of it? Absolutely. I’ve got to hand it to Carax because this was by far one of the oddest scenes that I’ve ever seen but I loved it.

    Like any typical movie, what do we do after a long hour & a half of fake killing people & slowly dying? Break out into singing of course! Just when I felt like I had a grip on what kind of movie this was, I get caught off guard by a musical number. I definitely didn’t hate it, but just another “where did this come from” with a laugh.

    I felt like this was a fabulous ending to the movie & it definitely helped me put into perspective what message that Carax was trying to convey, but talking cars was far from how I imagined he would do it. Very clever, & it got a chuckle out of me too – 10/10, no notes.

    My biggest question throughout the duration of the whole film was how were we supposed to differentiate between what was real or not? Or was any of it real? Specifically in the scene with his daughter in the car, it felt real & I thought that it was him outside of his work life, but who actually knows because there weren’t any cameras to be seen to help me figure out what was acting & what wasn’t.