Man on the Train (2003)

I like the storyline of this show,it attract me so much

A Major Disappointment

what a terribly boring film. I'm sorry but this is absolutely not deserving of best picture and will be forgotten quickly. Entertaining and engaging cinema? No. Nothing performances with flat faces and mistaking silence for subtlety.

It’s sentimental, ridiculously long and only occasionally funny

The movie has a particular mood which is carried out with perfect acting. A man came down from a train and visiting a town which is not lively. Of course, he has a motive to be there. In a way, he met a man who is a teacher and they became friends. The plot is about their lives. They want different lives and bored of their present lives. The plot is interesting and the music made the situation pretty deep.A perfect cast and recommended for the movie enthusiast.

I immensely enjoyed this film, albeit for somewhat shameful reasons! It is rather clichéd, has many inconsistencies and unlikely plot devices, however it is also knowing, charming and unapologetically French. Whilst it will not become one of my favoured films as the characters are a little weak and as i've said the story is rather sentimental I got a great deal of pleasure watching it.This is just the sort of drama American studios seem unable to make and this is why this slender little film punches so far above it's weight. Undoubtedly 'non actor' Hallyday would run rings around a great many of Hollywood's sons. The beginning and end of the film were the highlights, although I feel better use could have been made of the train and it's journey as a vehicle for the themes explored.

Well, "The Man on the Train" takes a long time getting where it wants to go and is very French in its sense of humor and dialogue, but as they say, all's well that ends well. In this case, it's a great ending. I had turned off this movie around an hour in, bored by the dialogue and lack of plot advancement, right around when Luigi arrives in town.DO NOT DO THIS! I decided to give it a last chance. From there, the film gets more interesting, and the ending sequence, virtually wordless as we go between each man's "operation," is suspenseful. The interesting thing about "Man" is that it's not about trading places: it's about two people who wade in the waters of each others' lives but never quite dive in. That could have been unfulfilling, but it turns into an engaging narrative on the "what ifs" we all ask ourselves instead of becoming an overly contrived caper.Rochefort powerfully conveys his frustration and anger, while Hallyday becomes more sympathetic as the film goes on. The ending shots of him sitting in the house by the piano are totally understandable: Milan sees Manesquier's life as leisure, while Rochefort sees in Milan's a life of adventure. Both of them have that "grass is always greener" problem, and both of their lives unfortunately, as unchanged, lead to dead ends. I suppose you have to be the risktaker for a while in order to enjoy the leisure, and maybe you have to have been stuck in a dull life to enjoy the risks. It seems as if neither has ever known the other side and so ends life with regret about what could have been. Let it be a lesson to us all!

Bear with me as I take you back to the 1960s. You're a mogul with the power to Green Light a property and I've got 60 seconds to 'pitch' to you. Okay, an Amtrak pulls in to Buffalo Crap, Iowa and Charles Bronson gets off. His eyes, slits in a pillbox at the best of times, narrow even more as he surveys Nowheresville. But even hardmen have headaches so he heads for the drugstore and some Milltown. Already in the drugstore is Mr Milquetoast personified, Edward Everett Horton (this is our Meet-Cute, geddit). Leaving the drugstore they strike up a conversation when Bronson remarks that the druggist sold him a soluble version. No problem, says Horton, my large, rambling family home is right here, be my guest. Bronson is here for a few days to knock over the local bank, Horton has been here a lifetime teaching English prior to his retirement. Conveniently the hotel is closed so Horton invites Bronson to stay as his guest, cue male bonding. The grass is always greener on the other side of the fence and at heart tough guy Bronson is an English teacher and foppish Horton a bad ass dude. Alas, Hollywood doesn't respond to pitches like that but Hosannahs, France does and here we have Johnny Hallyday teamed with Jean Rochefort in a miniature gem brimming over with delicate 'touches' and top-drawer performances. Patrice Leconte is right amongst the cream of current French Directors and he seldom puts a foot wrong in this terse yet rambling Brief Encounter. One that can stand multiple viewings.