Playtime
France, Italy
1967
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Jacques Tati’s gloriously choreographed, nearly wordless comedies about confusion in the age of technology reached their creative apex with Playtime. For this monumental achievement, a nearly three-year-long, bank-breaking production, Tati again thrust the endearingly clumsy, resolutely old-fashioned Monsieur Hulot, along with a host of other lost souls, into a bafflingly modernist Paris. With every inch of its superwide frame crammed with hilarity and inventiveness, Playtime is a lasting testament to a modern age tiptoeing on the edge of oblivion. —The Criterion Collection
Filmmaker and actor Jacques Tati reinvented the art of slapstick comedy, expertly dissecting the nature of sight gags and pratfalls while exploiting viewer expectations to create an ambitious, richly detailed cinematic parlor game perfect for exploring the infinite mysteries of the modern world. Born Jacques Tatischeff October 9, 1908, in Le Pecq, France; Tati mounted his first film short, the comedy Oscar, Champion du Tennis, in 1931, but never saw the project through to its completion. His subsequent early work, including 1934’s On Demande une Brute, 1935’s Gai Dimanche, and 1936’s Soigne ton Gauche, presaged his later features in their fascination with natural and mechanical sounds. The outbreak of World War II, which he spent stationed in the village of Sainte-Sévère-sur-Indre, brought Tati’s career to a temporary halt, and after completing the 1938 short Retour à la terre, he did not appear before the camera again prior to Claude Autant-Lara’s 1945 comedy Sylvie et le fantôme… read more

Jacques Tati’s PLAYTIME: I stumbled across it one day while reading the paper. There, in the middle of the entertainment section, I saw a fascinating image. In it, a tall man in a short coat, a hat… read review
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A composer of sight and sound, that’s how I see Tati after viewing Playtime and M. Hulot’s Holiday. The former is like a symphony, it’s ‘movements’ centered on a particular location with an expertly… read review
Tati builds structures around his gags that allow them to play off as more than just simple jokes, they are machinery in themselves. Every sound effect, every physical tic, and, most of all, every… read review