With no real plot and little in the way of character definition, "Playtime" exists as a two-hour exploration of Tati’s thesis about the dehumanizing implications of modern society.

Comes complete with a smart script, likeable leads, and a willingness to occasionally tweak a rom-com trope or two.

This isn’t a movie, it’s a cog in a multibillion-dollar media empire, a soulless feature-length example of product placement at its most blatant.

Although the film’s length demands patience, it is a meticulous recreation of an event that represents a history lesson as well as an effectively crafted drama.

An effective and unnerving interpretation of King’s novel, matching the book when it comes to dread and nihilism.

Although enjoyable in its own offbeat way, it’s more for Miyazaki completists than mainstream audiences.