This movie is so weird. Jack and I agreed we didn't hate it but couldn't think of anyone to whom we would recommend it. That said, it's on many "best of" lists and has won a bunch of awards so far. This guy, Monsieur Oscar (yes, it's French), rides around in his limo, and each time he gets out, he is dressed up as a character, from an aged female beggar to a motion capture artist enacting a sex scene to a raving lunatic to a loving family man. We had no idea if there was supposed to be reality or not. Denis Lavant (the only movie of his I'm sure I've seen is Mister Lonely (2007), also very strange, in which he played Charlie Chaplin) is M. Oscar and I sure believed he was crazy. Edith Scob (Summer Hours) is his chauffeur and Eva Mendes (The Bad Lieutenant: Port of Call - New Orleans) and Australian pop star Kylie Minogue each play parts in a tableau.
Forgot to say what we did like about it: it's wildly creative, we were surprised at every turn, and the sex scene is well done.
Sorry, but I don't remember much about the soundtrack (we saw it over six weeks ago) other than Minogue sings. Director/writer Leos Carax is new to me but not to the juries at Cannes. This won't be nominated as France's foreign language entry to the Academy Awards, however, because that spot has been taken by the very worthy The Intouchables.
To recap, I can't recommend it, even though many have loved it.
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