Terrifyingly boring

Although this movie is a start for an astonishing character such as Monsieur Hulot, this movie, in generally is boring. For e.g. Playtime is better than this movie, again same character Monsieur Hulot.

Jacques Tati introduces us to his trademark character in Monsieur Hulot's Holiday, an early feature (1953) in which he's still perfecting his style, but it's practically all there already. While the summer holiday town is really the main character and doesn't need Hulot to be in the frame or even part of a joke, the film's central gag is that Hulot is a quiet, unassuming man (a silent film star in a sound picture, essentially), and yet he makes a lot of noise and creates disturbances through his obliviousness and clumsiness, thereby generating a good measure of empathy as he draws the ire of locals and vacationers alike. He's like the boy Denis, whose mother keeps shouting at him when things go wrong, because there's a fair chance it's his fault. He just didn't bring his mother along. Watching this movie is a lot like reading a series of 4-panel comic strips and 1-panel cartoons in your daily paper over the course of a summer. Visual gags, set-ups and punchlines, all quite amusing. And though it's a little slow and meandering, like a summer town, it ends on brilliant fireworks climax that had me in stitches, showing what Tati can do when he extends the comic strip to a full-pager. From there, a grace note, and it's back to the city to await winter...