Another Tati film, the first featuring Hulot (yes, I watched them in reverse order). This was my least favorite, as it had fewer moments of elaborately choreographed gags and sets that lacked the surreal appeal of future Tati films. In their place are jokes much more directly influenced by their silent film ancestors. Hulot is a Magoo style character, someone who inadvertently gets into trouble and then magically untangles himself through no fault of his own. This can be extremely clever when it works, but an hour and a half is a long stretch to fill with successful gags. Unlike Playtime and Mon Oncle, M. Hulot's Holiday doesn't have the visual appeal to sustain interest through these moments.
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