It’s reasonable, probably even intended, to watch most of Holy Motors in a state of trying to crack the code. I mean, this is a movie where the entire “plot” is literally just a man roaming around Paris inhabiting different lives with seeming immunity, complete with an ape family and motion capture sex.
But I realized early I had to allow myself to step back from understanding it; I have bits and pieces and strings to hold onto of the…
Still entirely possible this is the best McKay/Ferrell, and still entirely possible it’s the best comedy of its ilk post Superbad.
Just non stop jokes, delivered by a nonstop barrage of threat performers. Maybe Wahlberg’s crowning achievement, and that includes Boogie Nights. A completely idiotic plot is a complete afterthought when you’re cooking with this much gas.
The restraint and patience Raimi shows in his jump scares, a masterclass that informs everything James Wan has done.
The use of a POV floating camera to work as it’s own horror monster on no budget, genius.
In even the best case scenario, how was this vacation supposed to be fun?
Great film.
I was worried about the fun. The Batman, the latest take on the Dark Knight, this time by Planet of the Apes director Matt Reeves, was impressive, exhilarating, bleak, and interesting in its first hour, but was it too serious? Could it unlock how to have at least a little fun, to acknowledge that it was still a comic at heart, and avoid the all-too somber tone that has plagued a lot of recent DC properties?
Then a man dressed…
