we have no Earthly idea what it was about but Holy Motors was possibly the Most Beautiful piece of cinema we have seen for Quite a while (and, as you know, we watch a Lot of Movies).
when we tried to explain it to someone on the (baby pink princess) phone last night, we said, something garbled and breathless like this:
there was a man – and a very chic femme d’un certain age chauffeur in probably couture, possibly vintage – and the man kept changing shape/appearance/character and there was some stylized violence and realistic declarations of love and clearly intertwined sub-plots and dark alleys and rooftops and then there was Kylie, singing.
Kylie who has a very big gay following and has dated some of the most gorgeous men of our generation, that Kylie?
yes. and had breast cancer and triumphed over all and is now rather splendid in her 40s. that Kylie.
didn’t you say it was a French movie?
yes. Kylie speaks beautiful French. completely sans accent.
so – do you recommend it?
only if you want to be truly absorbed by beauty and strangeness and don’t mind having absolutely no idea what’s going on……
a bit like the movie you’re making me see tonight, then?