

Monsieur Oscar semble jouer des rôles – mais où sont les caméras ? Il est seul, uniquement accompagné de Céline, longue dame blonde aux commandes de l’immense machine qui le transporte dans Paris et autour…
« On voudrait écrire mieux qu’une critique pour rendre hommage au film qui nous rappelle que la cinéphilie, ne se réduisant pas à l’étymologie du mot, est une façon d’envisager le monde, et le cinéma, un biais pour s’y projeter. » Christophe Kantcheff, Politis, 24 mai 2012
From dawn to dusk, a few hours in the life of Monsieur Oscar, a shadowy character who journeys from one life to the next. By turns a captain of industry, assassin, beggar, monster and family man, he seems to be playing roles – but where are the cameras? Monsieur Oscar is alone, accompanied only by Céline, the slender blonde at the controls of the huge machine that transports him through and around Paris.
“It would be nice to write something better than a review in tribute to a film that reminds us that cinephilia, being more than the etymology of the word, is a way of contemplating the world, and film, a means of projecting ourselves onto it.”