I walked into the film with the understanding that it was more or less going to be about performance in our everyday lives. I, however, was not prepared to see how Leos Carax would depict this. During Jean’s musical sequence, she repeats, “Who are we? Who have we become? Who were we when we knew who we were?” This summed up the overall message that Leos Carax is seemingly attempting to convey. In the world of the film, people have lost themselves. Mr. Oscar transforms from one person into the next as he goes through his appointments, but he does so in such a way that his actual identity becomes unrecognizable. The version of Mr. Oscar leaving a large modern house is not his true self, and neither is that of him in the car with his supposed daughter. This alludes to the idea that humans do not have a continuous, stable identity. We are always performing in our lives, adapting ourselves for each individual we come across. Like Mr. Oscar, humans have become, and possibly always have been a mere collection of roles. Even when we think we know who we are, we are simply putting up an act for each context we find ourselves in. After Jean sings this score, she commits suicide. The film never explains this, but I interpreted it as a critique of life without a stable identity. Jean goes from act to act, losing any sense of identity in the process. It seems to ask viewers what the purpose of life is if we have no understanding of who we are.

The film opens with a view of a sleeping audience in a theater. This seems to point toward the gradual death of classical cinema. There is no active audience anymore, nor is there a clear representation of what is an act of performance and what is real life. There is no active spectatorship, rather, life is always a performance. As cinema has transformed, it no longer serves as a refuge from our daily lives, but it has possibly become our lives.

In the limousine, Mr. Oscar utters, “Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and if there is no beholder?” Mr. Oscar is saying that without an audience, identity has no grounding foundation. Beauty is only created when there is an active audience, but what happens when this disappears? The Merde scene, where Mr. Oscar has turned into someone unrecognizable reminds viewers that there is no stable self below the performance when no one appears to be watching. If identity depends on an audience, there may be nothing without a beholder.

At the beginning of the film, Mr. Oscar mentions how he has nine appointments scheduled for the day. As the film progressed, I could not pinpoint Mr. Oscar’s true self. This is what the film directly stresses, we have no true core self. How did you feel when you realized any perception of what we perceived as Mr. Oscar’s real self was indeed not real? Do you think Celine goes home to her true self after she exits the limo at the end of the film? When the limousines are in dialogue, they say, “We’re becoming inadequate.” What does this say about the larger purpose of human life?











