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One November evening, a train stops at a small mountain town and a stranger gets off. The stranger's name is Milan, and he's come to town to take part in a robbery. The shops are closing, and the headache pills he's bought have to be taken with water, and that's how Milan meets Manesquier, a retired schoolteacher. In fact, since the hotels are closed too, Manesquier offers the stranger a room. Manesquier is a great talker, Milan, on the other hand, is taciturn; but each of them is dissatisfied with the cards that life has dealt them. Patrice Leconte is one of France's most elegant and accomplished filmmakers, and The Man On The Train is a delight. The veteran singer and occasional actor, Johnny Hallyday, milks every nuance out of his rather mysterious character, while the great Jean Rochefort beautifully conveys the nostalgia of an ageing man fearful of what the immediate future may bring. The film is beautifully staged - Manesquier's big, crumbling, cluttered house tells us so much about the character - and not only is the screenplay filled with dry humour, there's a real edge to it too.