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Tati made this film during the course of filming Playtime. This must have been the price he paid the devil for the miracle he performed in the longer movie. Here, he teaches a wordless course in mime for an audience of attentive note-takers. I became catatonic early on in this eternal twenty minutes of torture (really, I haven't been this far in Hell since I took 4 grams of mushrooms in 78). Tati is a fisherman, a horseback rider, a tennis player, etc., observing every boring nuance that would make anyone wonder why a kind human being would want to perform such quotidian behavior before a still-living audience.
Even worse than Parade.
Tati's one of my top three directors. Don't watch this.
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