This feels much like Tati’s first film, in its overriding feeling of serenity. It’s good to have breaks from all the dark and violence and just have a nice day at the beach. The whole film feels like breathing fresh air and feeling sunlight, and for a while not having to worry about everything and just lie back and relax. It gives off a radiance of happiness, humor, and good feeling.
"It is not a comedy of hilarity but a comedy of memory, nostalgia, fondness and good cheer. There are some real laughs in it, but “Mr. Hulot's Holiday” gives us something rarer, an amused affection for human nature--so odd, so valuable, so particular."(R.E)
Tati convierte el gag en su estado más limpio e incipiente. Una suerte de sincronización circense que no precisa de la palabra para provocar la simpatía y la risa. Blake Edwards y su Pantera Rosa le debe mucho a este Tati. La historia de un individuo vacacionando a medida que pone de cabeza la fiesta, como el Peter Sellers de "The party". Su final con aire melancólico me recuerda al final de "El circo" de Chaplin.
on the idyllic beaches of saint-nazaire (former WWII submarine base turned into a seaside resort - bitter aftertaste) tati's overgrown don quijote provokes the conservative maritime society with his involuntary offensive featuring loud jazz, fireworks, etc.
My first Tati, thanks to my girlfriends father, who is a big fan. Overwhelmed by the precision with which shots are organised. Contrasting realistic settings, in which people appear far more artificial than object. Systems of conventions of social interaction falling apart because of tiny malfunctions.
After (yet another) rewatch, this time on the big screen, a film that continues to hold up as one of the genuine masterpieces of comedic cinema. The sense of timing, the intricacy, the attention to the minute, the pure charm and the gentle satire are all brought together in a nostalgic blend of happenings and chance encounters to create one of the funniest, sweetest and most endearing films ever made. 5/5
Summer days are now faster and harder to keep up with. Often we become complacent with the lackadaisical nature of the season. Watching this film is like an insight into a time, when days felt hotter than they do now, longer and more adventurous. Tati’s direction captures those feelings with a kind of cognizance for nostalgia, and comedy. Sometimes a movie gets it completely right. It is perfectly magical.
I finally got on the same wavelength as Tati. It took me a while. Really didn't understand what the fuss was about at all until it just plain suddenly clicked. Light, sweet, nostalgic, tender and charming. It's not funny the way Chaplin and Keaton are funny but somehow it just makes me feel good. For those having a hard time getting into this, I'd recommend reading Ebert's Great Movies essay on the film.
M. Hulot, with his crumpled cap and stiff-legged gait, is instantly endearing. His uniqueness is only enhanced by the backdrop of caricature-like characters. The subtlety, timing and intricacy of the humour greatly rewards an attentive observer. The film had a disarming innocence, which was accentuated by the idyllic location; framed and frozen forever in a postcard...