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He's a pipe, a coat, a hat, a few mumbled words, a ghost in his own machine, a figure in the crowd of his own frame.

Jacques Tatti, the great, almost silent, almost clown, is as important to French cinema as Charlie Chaplin and Buster Keaton are to Hollywood.

But he's not like them. He doesn't let us in. He doesn't even let us get close. He only made six pictures and I think as we discussed them on this edition of Three Thinking,

we might conclude that they are difficult.

The music that you're hearing now is from his most carefree picture, Monsieur Ullo's holiday, made in 1953.

Ullo was Tati's avatar, the owner of that pipe, that coat, the speaker of those mumbled words. But we're going

to take a trip to the other end of his story to a film called Traffic. A comedy about cars

and the car industry made half a century ago in 1971. In a France that's seen the new wave

come and go, the events of 1968 erupt,

and in which cinema is maybe more interested in Maoism than sight gags about camper vans

with unusual built-in grills. But this is Tatti's destination. So for the next 45 minutes,

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