Playtime (1967) Jacques Tati as M. Hulot
Nuns with flapping wimples: Now we’re in a hospital? No, it’s an airport!
Then it’s off to the:
Tour Bus full of Middle-Aged American Ladies twittering like a flock of sparrows; Hotel/Flower Vendor/Corporate HQ/Trade Show/Cube Farm/Apartment Pods/Supper Club/Nightclub: All in a time when people dress to kill!
So little time in the Army: So many old friends!
A B&W movie shot in color: The film’s beginning color palette is composed entirely of the blue-gray. A bellhop walks by carrying a bunch of flowers and colors leap from the screen.
B&W Portraits in the corporate waiting room have Red Legions of Honor: Boutonnieres!
Auditory lush: A silent movie with a soundtrack!
I watched it on Kanopy while wearing earbuds. The effect was like listening to those stereo-demonstration records from the 60s. Beautiful.
A Buster Keaton film without the chase scenes: Sight gags, sight gags, sight gags!
An Automat without the nickels; kazoo bands; restaurants under construction; jitterbugging to Miles Davis, Herbie Hancock, Ron Carter and Tony Williams.
The movie is totally incomprehensible and meant to be that way. About an hour into the movie, I lost all sense of reality and began floating above the action displayed on the screen.
Is life depicted, celebrated, or ridiculed? Yes!
A most remarkable film: Check it out!