I can’t get the simply glorious The Artist out of my mind. I think I dreamt about Jean Dujardin last night after seeing the film. I can’t be sure, but I have a distinct memory of sighing in my sleep.
The thing about this guy is that he just exudes funniness:
especially in The Artist, in which he doesn’t say a word. He’s hilarious, too, in the OSS 117 James Bond spoofs (note to self: review these soon), as a smooth but dumb spy:
So. In. Love with this man: