L' Homme du Train (The Man on the Train) (2002)
"I wish I had sailed from one unknown woman to another.
Different continents to explore. Never dropping the anchor, new islands..."
No matter what adventures or comforts we may have experienced there is always a moment when we look back and only find regret.
What I liked
Man on the Train offers and opportunity to explore that moment of regret we all have, but allows you your own conclusion.
The movie sets individual scenes as still frame photos a technique I rarely find in films and one I find very appealing. No wipes, special effects, fades to black, just a perfectly set portrait that comes to life. Each scene is flawless beginning like chapters in a book.
And to the French, well normally I would be squirming as the movie plodded along deep in a cement like script. This movie made me want to watch it. and of course to forgive those other films from Paris that sent me to my computer to tinker while it played out.
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