Kevin Smock
2 February 2014
The
first thing that comes to mind when one thinks of French cinema is probably the
New Wave of the 1960s and names like Godard and Truffaut. However, before we
received a taste of those young, radical filmmakers we had directors such as
Robert Bresson, Max Ophuls, and Jacques Tati. Just as daring and witty as some
of the great American silent film geniuses was Jacques Tati. Although the core
of his career was during a time where the talkies ruled, Tati depended on images
and unique sound design to tell his stories. His pictures are reminiscent of a
Chaplin film in the sense that they care little for dialogue and often satirize
current society. Not to mention, Tati as Mr. Hulot might be just as comical as
Chaplin as the tramp.
In
1953, Tati released a comedy titled Mr.
Hulot’s Holiday. An interesting aspect of this film, which is also
noticeable in Tati’s, My Uncle, is
the fact that the narrative structure is completely unlike that of a three-act
structure or anything conventional. Not to say one sort of structure is better
than another, it really all depends on many other components that make a film. In
Mr. Hulot’s Holiday, events go by day
by day in a rather repetitive and monotonous fashion (already satirizing the
vacationing class of France during the time), but what makes the movie
interesting is the way in which Mr. Hulot interrupts the day-to-day mundane
activity by defying what the ordinary adult would do. It is a film that takes
many of the same events and twists them into something new; it turns repetition
into variation, developing a sense of narrative.
To me,
the most applicable theme in the film is the defiance of the trivial life-style
of modern “adults.” It is a film of non-conformity and promotes a sense of
outside of the box, loner thinking. This message is conveyed constantly throughout
the film, but it is really boiled down in one of the last scenes. Throughout
the film, Hulot is unable to identify and relate to his contemporaries. He is
stuck between having the charisma and imagination of a child while also
embodying an even more mature mindset than his peers by overlooking what they
harp on. This leaves him to be the synthesis of the laid-back child while also
being the knowledgeable, easy going, satisfied old man. What a beautiful blend.
This theme also visually rings true during the famous dance scene: In
the foreground we see the romantic and atmospheric dance of Hulot and the young
lady juxtaposed with the uptight politic-crazed uproar of the other adults in
the background. At one point, Hulot cranks up the music to shut out the bland
voice coming from the radio in the other room, which speaks volumes on Hulot’s
character and the theme of the film.
Hulot identifying with the youth is seen throughout the film. During
one highly comical scene, Hulot’s car (which has just as much character as him)
breaks down at a funeral ceremony of all places! A kid on a bike witnesses this
and gets a huge kick out of it. Although he’s laughing at Hulot’s expense,
that’s much more comedy any other adult could ever dream of giving this young
man.
Also, in the lobby of the hotel two young girls come walking in with
heavy hiking bags. Hulot helps one of them carry her bags to her cabin. The
rest of the young people present at the cabin convince Hulot to take a drink
with them. It’s suggestive that Hulot ends up spending a decent chunk of time
partying with them.
One of Hulot’s weaknesses is the ice cream cart, similar to what a child’s
weakness might be. Whenever he spots it, he cannot take his eyes off of it. The
big taffy-like substance that comes near to touching the ground at a few points
is just mesmerizing to Hulot. This is visually suggestive to Hulot having a
very strong youthful side to his character.
On the contrary to unification with the young, we also witness Hulot
having a sense of unity with the elderly. Throughout the film, Hulot pulls
these hilarious, eccentric stunts that he as a person just cannot avoid. While
the other adults find his unfortunate, awkward behavior unacceptable, the young
as well as the old also find it entirely amusing and even heart warming. The
frames below show the old man admiring Hulot’s misadventures on the beach when
he accidentally traps one gentleman in a car and also shows the old man smiling
at Hulot as he dances with the young woman.
There is a moment in the film when Hulot plays a high energy game ping
pong with an elderly woman in the back room of the hotel while, in the
foreground, the other adults play a trivial, lifeless game of cards which Hulot
accidentally destroys in a highly comedic scene that so wonderfully employs
dramatic irony. We know Hulot’s movements through the room bumps one man and
causes him to put down a card on a table he’s not really playing on without him
even realizing he’s doing because he’s looking intently at his hand. This
moment is a catalyst for the accusations that follow and end up causing chaos. The
audience sits back and laughs at the fact that Hulot is the source of it all.
And finally, we witness the other adults in the vacation town shutting
out Hulot’s eccentric, well-intended ways.
What
really makes this film so wonderful are all the motifs, the development of the
motifs, and what the motifs say about the characters. Throughout the film we’re
treated to a beautiful piece of music that generally kicks in every time Hulot
or the young girl in the film are seen either together or alone. It’s audible
in the beginning of the film (where it is then so wonderfully juxtaposed with
the pain-staking sounds of the train station), when the woman arrives to the resort,
when Hulot arrives to the resort, after Hulot and the girl meet, when the girl
plays her turntable, when Hulot and the young girl dance, etc. Another motif,
and I think the most important one, is that whenever Hulot is around his peers
he just radiates a sort of misfortune for others. Also, this element of the
film is particularly strong when it comes to the man who runs the restaurant. For
instance, when Hulot first arrives at the resort he’s preparing to unload all
of his belongings. He keeps the door open as he gathers his things, which
results in a gust of wind blowing into the packed lobby where all the
vacationers are. The strong gust sends papers soaring through the air, causes
fake mustaches to be revealed, and even causes the pouring of tea to be
spilled!
When Hulot makes it to his room he pours a bowl of water out of his sunroof,
a very innocent act. Well, it just so happens two men are reuniting with one
another as the water poured from the bowl down the roof spits out of the drain
pipe causing them to get a little wet. This is just the beginning… On the
beach, a local shore man is in the middle of painting his boat. Terribly timed,
the chain crank that is holding the boat in place is interfered with and causes
the boat to slip away, not only causing an undesired streak of paint across the
boat but also causing the boat to launch into the sea. The shore man, with a
contemptuous look, sets his sight on a bystander. He is innocent though and
cues the shore man in on who really did it with a slight head nod towards the
culprit. Wonderfully timed in the editing room, we’re revealed to Hulot who is
guiltily leaning up against a volleyball post. Later in the film, Hulot is
waiting in the living room of the young woman’s home before they go horseback
riding. He struts around the room admiring all the great art and tinkering with
it. He ends up offsetting all the paintings on the wall in one way or another,
sometimes not even knowing it. Executed with such comical and visual wit, Tati
makes something so mundane so enjoyable to watch.
Discussed earlier was Hulot’s encounter with the man in the dining
hall. Two particular scenes really appealed to me. The first is a moment when
Hulot walks into the hotel lobby and is simply adjusting himself and observing
himself in the mirror. The hotel employee is just always so distracted by Hulot
that when he goes to pour tea into a customer’s cup, he ends up spilling it all
over him. Hulot had no part in this wrongdoing, it’s just his nature to send
off that kind of energy.
Another instance, again of complete innocence on Hulot’s part, he’s
just walking through the hotel lobby, maybe looking for something. The
employee, having such a brutal (yet also impersonal) history with the man,
cannot take his eyes off of him. Well, a few beats earlier the employee drops
one of his possessions into the fishbowl (perhaps his pen, my memory is a bit
fuzzy) and preparing to fetch the item out of the bowl, the employee rolls up
one of his sleeves. At that moment though, Hulot catches hit attention and at
this point in the narrative you almost expect it; The sleeve the employee
rolled up intending for it not to get wet is not on the arm that he dips into
the bowl. Hulot, per usual, distracts the employee so severely (by doing
nothing extraordinary) that the he immerses his rolled down sleeve into the
fishbowl accidentally. Hilarious.
Each time anyone enters the dining hall, which basically serves as the
melting pot for monotony and triviality in the film, a loud “BONG” type noise
is heard. Tati plays with the auditory element fidelity to further animate and
bring the sound to life, almost forcing you to think about the significance of
the door opening and closing like it does. This is a great motif that really
exploits the boring and lifeless actions that the bulk of the adults take part
in, such as discussing who usually sits where in the dining hall like it even
makes a difference!
I want to say the Coen Brothers have seen this film and that’s where
they got the idea for the sound of Barton’s hotel room door in Barton Fink. Anyone who has seen that
film cannot forget what I’m addressing. In that film as well as Mr. Hulot’s Holiday, these noises are
not arbitrary choices; they add a whole other dimension to the setting. In Barton Fink, a further sense of
bewilderment and curiosity and in Mr.
Hulot’s Holiday, a sensation that makes your want to rattle all of the
adults in the film and tell them to live a little.
Hulot enters the desirable young woman’s house twice throughout the
film. Each time he ends up taking a false step or something of the sort and
stumbles all the way through the house out the back door. This is another wonderful
sight gag that employs dramatic irony: As Hulot storms through the house, the
young woman and the other inhabitants of the house go about their business in
the foreground, completely oblivious to what Hulot is up to. No one is ever
fully in touch with Hulot, no one can entirely relate to how things happen to
him.
The indication of the night coming to an end at the beach town resort
is by showing a wide shot of the hotel. This shot reoccurs many different
times, but it ends in almost every room in the house flicking on their light
due to some sort of interruption that Hulot has brought on. Like most of the
motifs in the film, it speaks on a thematic level by comparing Hulot’s more
liberal lifestyle to the more conservative lifestyle of the rest of the
characters, and usually Hulot’s actions interfere with the lifestyle of the
others. For instance, each time the house lights flick on it’s because Hulot
and his young companions are producing drunken laughter out front or because
his car is making its usual obnoxious noise, or better yet, because Hulot
accidentally lights off a firework display. The firework sequence is quite wonderful
in the sense that it is the only time the other adults in the film bust out of
their dull, regimented shells.
(Smoke visible from the fireworks)
Another reason why this film is so pleasing in terms of its unique
structure is the way visual parallels are drawn. The most important one among a
few, and again very demonstrative of the theme, is that only certain characters
in the film listen to music: Hulot, the young woman, and the child who’s
constantly on screen starving to have fun. This parallel suggests that the
reason Hulot, although the complete underdog, is the only one who can really
acquaint himself with the young woman. The younger men in the film certainly
try but she is not interest in the political/ intellectual nonsense they try to
lay on her. She would rather spend a simple afternoon partaking is leisurely
activity, just like Hulot. The frame below shows the young girl admiring Hulot
looking for his ping-pong ball while sending the room into a complete uproar
due to his ruining of the card game. In the shot, the young lady is literally
overlooking a young man with a book to focus on Hulot.
A similar instance occurs as Hulot is doing a good deed for one of the
residents at the resort by giving him a ride. He jerks his car all over the
road causing quite the scene. The young woman and a group of pseudo-intellectuals
look on appearing somewhat annoyed by the occurrence as the young lady laughs
in admiration.
Going back to Hulot’s connectivity with the kid, we see Hulot
listening to music alone in a room of the hotel early on in the film. The
ferocious volume of the turntable breaks the concentration of the other vacationers.
They storm in the room and cut off the power to the turntable. God forbid these
bores be graced with any sort of poetic lyricism.
Later in the film, after observing Hulot throughout the vacation and
realizing he’s the only one of the adults who knows how to live, the kid pulls
the same exact stunt… And so do the adults by cutting off his power.
Early in the film, we of course see the young woman enjoying music in
private, which exemplifies the connection between Hulot and the young lady.
Another wonderful parallel in the film is established in the very
beginning: Hulot’s commute to the beach town -vs- the young lady’s. Hulot’s
malfunctioning car is often causing him to get beeped at and passed on the
road. We then see a dog resting in the middle of the road, which gets right out
of the way when a car beeps at it. However, when Hulot approaches the same
obstacle he has to fight a little harder to move the dog, not to mention he’s
great deal more kind about it. This is all in opposition with the young lady’s
ease of getting on the train and being treated kindly. The early crosscutting
suggests that these two will meet and something will become of it.
Tati
strongly depends on mise-en-scene to tell his stories and he certainly does an
extraordinary job. With that being said, you would expect a man so gifted in
one way of visual storytelling to lack in the contrasting method: editing;
juxtaposing images to create new meanings; manipulating and creating space and
time. The first scene puts juxtaposition and contrast to use terrifically. The
film begins with images of a beautiful, tranquil beach town. The last shot of
this very relaxingly paced scene is a boat. All of this is then collided with a
scene of a train station (direct opposition of the boat) and numerous people
scrambling to get on it (direct opposition of the peaceful vacancy of nature
and slow pacing). It propels the narrative by telling the audience where all of
these people are bound for.
Another well cut scene takes place on the beach
where an exercise instructor is blowing a whistle at a group of fitness freaks
to signal the next step of the routine. We see the instructor blow the whistle
and then Tati cuts to the group holding the pose. It takes a few beats too many
for the instructor to blow the whistle for the next step, forcing the group to
hold a rather challenging pose. We ask ourselves, “Why isn’t this guy blowing
the whistle?” Low and behold, we cut to Hulot interacting with the instructor
causing him to prolong the next whistle. This sort of comedy cannot be achieved
without knowing how to utilize space; concealing and revealing certain spaces is
key when cutting comedy.
Jacques
Tati stands in the ranks with some of the most pertinent visual comics in film
history such as Charlie Chaplin and Buster Keaton. Similar to Chaplin in films
like The Great Dictator and Modern Times, Tati can make his audience
laugh from beginning to end while also expressing significant, relevant themes
and ideology.
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