Trafic is Jacques Tati's final film featuring Monsieur Hulot, the mildly bumbling businessman of the mid-20th century who this time must deliver a prototype camper to an Amsterdam auto show. Tati's Hulot-stories are all slow-going, and Trafic is no exception, but it at least drives a little quicker than his first entries, and I'd place it as my second-favorite behind Playtime. Lighthearted and fluffy, our hero suffers breakdowns, congestion, security checkpoints, and other inconveniences, interspersed with a few montages of vehicles and their drivers that serve both as humorous interludes and social commentary. All scenes are viewed from a distance, so Hulot and his two companions are merely secondary figures to the vehicles that transport them. There are occasional moments of slapstick, but the comedy is otherwise situational. A bit overlong and lacking for humor when it really needs it during laconic, pastoral scenes, it's nonetheless a gentle, easygoing, and competent finale to the series.