This is what happens when your car breaks down on a Sunday morning and you have nothing else to do…
Jacques Tati’s gloriously choreographed, nearly wordless comedies about confusion in the age of technology reached their creative apex with Playtime, a lasting testament to a modern age tiptoeing on the edge of oblivion.
What a mess. What a beautiful fucking mess. Chaos and adventure reign. Nothing like a film that completely seduces you after a string of previous films failings that do naught to jolly your rodgers. I did not expect this magnetism. I did not lace my boots or put my tray table up in time. This is my first Jacques Tati film, poppin' cherries all over the place. With this ambitious paragon of hypnotism he goes straight to the top of the director to-do list. It is very sad to read of the debt and trials that he had to go through to get this made, and had to continue through for a decade after. I for one welcome our new…
I have mixed feelings towards Jacques Tati's Playtime. The first half is filled with plenty of hilarious and clever gags, being just a delightful adventure. Monsieur Hulot goes through a lot of confusing as well as unfortunate situations and he is one of those incredibly sympathetic characters you just can't help rooting for. Playtime is Tati's love letter to Paris and I liked how it deals with people's struggle with modern technology and the hectic life in the city. The second half of the film focuses on a busy night in a restaurant, which is surrounded by chaos and unforeseen events. It wasn't as interesting as the first portion for me and while it certainly contained a couple of excellent…
Welcome to Tativille
Now this is beyond what I expected after Les Vacances de Monsieur Hulot - A cinematic marvel to be adored and respected and quite simply, a work of astounding genius. I think I really needed this extra level of Tati to really appreciate his art, and with it's colour presentation aiding me to escape my desire to compare him with the masters of the silent era. Filmed over 3 years, this ambitious vision of a world where modernity and technology obscures mans interaction with each other and everything is transparently artificial, Monsieur Hulot tries to navigate a Paris of steel lines and glass panes to share his heart with someone, anyone. From one ingeniously staged episode to…
I was shaving my legs while watching this film but it was such a fucking good movie that I couldn't take my eyes off the screen and now my legs still aren't shaved. I'm going to have a tough time making friends at the beach.
Audaciously grand and visually bewildering, Jacques Tati's Playtime made my eyes hurt. In this stunning accomplishment, Tati crafts a visionary and relentlessly detailed landscape and lets his camera loose. At points, the audience follows Monsieur Hulot, a confused and out-of-luck man whose goofy antics highlight the alienating structure around him. And yet, Playtime focuses more on the shifting interactions between people, drifting through modern towers and chaotic restaurants to illuminate the intricate stages of humanity.
However in spite of its majestic insanity, I can't say that I particularly enjoyed Playtime. Its humor, while brilliant and near-constant, wore thin within the first half-hour, and as a result, the entire film lagged at multiple moments. With no story keeping me emotionally invested, all I could think of during Tati's Playtime was how much I admired it.
Heretical confession: Though my first viewing was ideal—70mm on the giant Lumière screen at Cannes in 2002, right after its restoration—I think I enjoyed it more at home (on Blu-ray). Rather than feeling continually anxious about what I might be missing in a far corner of the screen (my own idiocy, admittedly), I was able to relax and allow my attention to be subtly directed, which made the first half much funnier. And even when the office-set stuff isn't hilarious, it's consistently awe-inspiring, particularly in the way that adjacent shots navigate the architecture; each new angle builds on the previous one, usually in a way that requires a brief but invigorating moment of visual recalibration. Until night falls, yes,…
Tati strikes me as a director who had just the right amount of knowledge and attention to detail to make great work but also a good sense of humor to make his productions fun.
Playtime is a master-class of comedy. A unique pairing of subtly, realism and satire to create unparalleled wit.
The cinematography was also impeccable. One of the greatest set designs ever and with every frame being a long or medium shot, that set becomes a character of its own.
This film demands multiple viewings, there are so many nuances that I know for sure I missed, I will be revisiting soon. Right now I ultimately appreciate it more than I love it but hopefully that'll change with a second go-round.
Thanks for the recommendation Miles!
In the first half the randomness was pleasingly surprising, but in the second half it was just too much.
Also, telling the same jokes over and over doesn't make them funnier, unless they're fart jokes.
La comedia más peculiar y caótica que he visto en mi vida. Me resulta tan efectiva porque utiliza todos los recursos a su disposición para crear una serie infinita de gags que no dan tregua al espectador: contextos geométricos enfermizos, uso de reflejos y perpectivas visuales, sobresaturación de información dentro del plano... Y todo empieza a partir de un pobre señor que solo quiere recoger un paquete.
Stands alone. Within Tati’s other work, and within the cinema.
It took me a while to tune into this films frequency, but when I did I was able to see this film dance and hear it sing. A piece of art like no other.
Humor so subtle that it might easily be mistaken for tedium. Love the idea, but inscrutable in many scenes. I would love to take the time to go through each scene to appreciate it better. Alas.
Wow. Wow. Wow. I'll add more words later if I can figure out where to start talking about this masterpiece.
10/10 10/10 10/10
Hoewel er niet veel gebeurde in de film gebeurd er toch heel veel. Op een vreemde manier bleef ik toch geïnteresseerd kijken. Ik denk dat moest ik de film nog eens bekijken, dat ik dan nog veel meer zaken zou zien die aan het gebeuren zijn. Je hebt gewoon de tijd niet om alles te zien volgens mij.
A list that, if nothing else, proves the day-to-day usefulness of applied statistics.
Between 2015 and 2016, a series of…
not like stupid/dull, but as in movies that are so insanely packed with things and ideas and visuals they become…