About
Holy Motors

A hyperlinked epitaph to film; a labourly reflection on the toil and superficiality of filmmaking; a bountiful revelry of lives lived, lost and regained again onscreen. At this critical juncture in modern cinema, where the very essence of film itself—its physicality—lies in ruins like La Samaritaine, Carax mourns the passing with the most bittersweet of goodbyes, and bounds off in a beautiful, bold and new direction.