Freeman Williams’s review published on Letterboxd :
Jacques Tati's first feature film after the colossal failure of Playtime is this comparatively light piece, paid for by Dutch interests and using an auto show in Amsterdam as a goal, if not a backdrop.
Tati's trademark character, M. Hulot (a character he was attempting to retire in Playtime ) is now an automobile designer, and attempts to shepherd his company's new car, a station wagon with many gadgets that unfold to convert the car into a self-contained campsite, 35 years before the Pontiac Aztek.
As it is M. Hulot, the trip will not go as well as anticipated.
Trafic is lightweight Tati, only occasionally rising to the heights of his earlier films, but it has to be admitted that he still seems to be having fun in the making of it; it would have been only too understandable to discern a certain bitterness in the proceedings, but there is none there. In fact, as the movie ends, Hulot, as usual is sent packing, jobless and despised for no good reason... but this time there is every indication that he finally gets the girl. A fair send-off to a well-loved character.