I’ve been revisiting the movies of French filmmaker Jaques Tati. His inventive visual comedic pieces all hold revered places in the doyens of cinematography. The last one he made was Traffic; where our intrepid pip’d protagonist Monsieur Hulot take a camping car to a car show in Amsterdam.

The posters are very evocative of the film style of the period.

His perched stance with exposed stripey socks, hat, brolly and the aforementioned pipe is classic.

One scene saw a young dutch lad roar up to his parents house on a super clean Triumph.

Hulot is trying to fix the ivy on the house by climbing up it and ending trapped upside down whilst our young bloke Paul makes a leery pass at Marie another traveler on the road trip.

The dutch fella looks kind of like a creepy Van Gogh close up; and Marie thinks likewise…

Hulot is seen behind hanging quietly. His only disturbance to the stymied scene is the occasional ‘franc ou  clé’ from his pockets…