The Artist is this flick over which all the movie critics are crapping their drawers. It's about this famous actor with a big long nose who performs in silent movies back in the stone age. He meets this cute chick and gives her a start in the movie biz. As "talkies" become popular, her career eclipses his because he's stupid and refuses to make talking movies, whereas she's savvy and goes with the flow. A bunch of shit happens, then there's a happy ending. Oh, and there's a funny dog in it too.
Maybe a more appropriate thing to say about the critics is that they are cooing over the movie like it's a little baby in a crib. It's cute--cute as can be, and harmless, but there isn't much in the way of substance or gravity. Worse still, it's not even very funny. It's a nice little entertainment, but nowhere near the "best movie of the year" status it has garnered recently.