The second half of Tati's first film reuses much of the material from his short film "School for Postmen". For this reason, I found the second half less entertaining than the first. The first half finds Tati in remarkable, fully-realized form for a first feature. The laughs come thick and fast. His wry psychological observations of common humanity are charming and as endearing as anything he made after.
I wish there was more exposition of Tati getting sloshed in other films, I feel it adds a reasonable degree of rationale to his behaviour. Otherwise, business-as-usual with the most enjoyable Tati I have seen so far. The visual language is still too dense for me, and I find the endless parade of people who aren't characters tiresome, but it works better in a film of this length.
Charming, picturesque tale of determination, patriotic zeal as he resiliently and hilariously strives for ultimate human efficiency in a world of increasingly machinated productiveness. Tati at his hapless and humane best, in my opinion his most enjoyable film.
This is a movie miraculously made so as to inspire a feeling of calm and happiness. I feel I see so many movies filmed with gritty violence and heavy themes, and it’s incredibly refreshing to see something with no serious conflict, emotional dilemma, or heavy thematic arch’s. It’s just a nice thing to watch and relax and feel some nostalgia with. Also pretty clever and funny with its visual humor.
A charming first film from Tati, and like a lot of first films, it's more an assemblage of raw material than a masterpiece. But the building blocks of his masterpieces are all here: a self-contained microcosm, man vs. modernity, the nuttiness of technology, a loving eye for people-watching. And getting to see him play a non-Hulot character—in fact, a character who's the opposite of Hulot—is a treat.
Subtler and too gentle in comparison to it's influencers Chaplin and Keaton and not as personable as Atkinson's Bean, Tati's debut still revels in it's simplicity. The thematic elements of confusion and exasperation at technological advancement and our dependency on this are laid here, of which Tati would go on to fine tune. Charming but a little too cutsie, good job the final twenty minutes is a real blast.
Là où certains y voient un chef d'oeuvre nostalgique et hilarant, je n'y vois qu'un film surestimé, désolant de pauvreté, désuet , insipide et répétitif. Tous les gags se voient venir à des kilomètres. Le dernier quart d'heure illustre parfaitement le film : interminable et redondant avec des gags amenés avec de gros sabots. On sourit à peine, on s'ennuie beaucoup.