Much like "Cosmopolis," the film traces Monsieur Oscar (Denis Lavant) as he tours Paris in a limousine to a series of nine "appointments." At each, he morphs into another character -- from an industrial magnate to a gypsy, ninja warrior, reptilian sex god, forlorn father, thwarted lover, and so on. The film changes tone and shape-shifts through genre with each character transformation.
Also starring Edith Scob, Kylie Minogue, and Eva Mendes, "Holy Motors" opened in New York October 17 and expands to more cities on November 9.
I spent so little time imagining the film. The whole thing took two weeks. It was a race. I didn't watch my dailies, I didn't read exactly what I was doing. I only went over it at the editing table. Although I don't make films for anybody, I do make films, therefore I do make them for someone: I make them for the dead. But then I show them to living people that I start to think about while I'm editing -- who'll watch them? So I start to get more reflexive at the editing table. Why did I imagine this science-fiction word? I did invent a genre that doesn't exist. But I don't have the real answers.