Monsieur Hulot curiously wanders around a high-tech Paris, paralleling a trip with a group of American tourists. Meanwhile, a nightclub/restaurant prepares its opening night, but it's still under construction.
Once a year the fair comes for one day to the little town 'Sainte-Severe-sur-Indre'. All inhabitants are scoffing at Francois, the postman, what he seems not to recognize. The rising of the... See full summary »
Monsieur Hulot's brother-in-law is the manager of a factory where plastics are manufactured. His nephew grows up in a house where everything is fully automated and the boy is raised in a similar fashion. To take away the influence of the uncle on his son, his brother-in-law gets Hulot a job in his factory.Written by
Leon Wolters <wolters@strw.LeidenUniv.nl>
Mr. Hulot has almost no dialogue in the whole film. See more »
Perhaps this can be forgiven in such a whimsical comedy, but whenever M. Arpel parks his car in his tiny home garage, he always pulls in front-end first; however, whenever he leaves for work in the morning, the car always exits the garage front-end first. (Possibly a subtle sight gag on Tati's part?) See more »
A truly lovely film, beautiful photography, lovely sets, warm, funny and sad all at the same time.
Perhaps not as funny as M Hulot's Holiday, what could be funnier than the scene of him playing table tennis in the hotel? But a really good tragic-comedy.
I love the way Tati uses the film as a kind of anti-modernism film with "L'Oncle" being the tradition vs his family's obsession with modernity - the click-click of his sister's heels on the garden pavement in their box house and her routine of starting the fish "fountain" every time someone calls is a treat.
These films should be shown more...
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