This quirkaholic of quirky independent films is very worth going out of your way to see if you're a fan of un-pigeonhole-able esoteric comedies.
Why quirky? Well, let's see. Although it looks like it was filmed in the high-desert of California, it was actually filmed by French filmmakers, in Angola, (where Portuguese is the national language) with an all English-speaking cast. Except for the tire. It doesn't talk. It kills people; but it does so mutely. The name of the film's production company is Elle Driver; that's pretty quirky...Daryl Hannah's character in Kill Bill. The capper for the label king-o-the-quirk is the film's preface-prologue-dialogue:
In the Stephen Spielberg film ET, why is the alien brown? No reason. In Love Story, why do the two characters fall madly in love with each other? No reason. In Oliver Stone's JFK, why is the president suddenly assassinated by some stranger? No reason. In the excellent Chain Saw Massacre by Tobe Hooper why don’t we ever see the characters go to the bathroom or wash their hands like people do in real life? Absolutely no reason. Worse, in The Pianist by Polanski, how come this guy has to hide and live like a bum when he plays the piano so well? Once again, the answer is: no reason!
I could go on for hours with more examples. The list in endless. You probably never gave it a thought; but all great films—without exception—contain an important element of: 'no reason'. And you know why? Because life itself is filled with no reason.
Why can't we see the air all around us? No reason. Why are we always thinking? No reason. Why do some people love sausages and other people hate sausages? No fucking reason!
I enjoyed it immensely.
3 comments:
'Rubber' seems so out there -- a killer tyre? Really?? -- that it bears looking into. I've added it to the List of Films I Should See, based on your recommendation.
Granted, completing that list would require me to be an Immortal, but that's neither here nor there.
82 minutes. Heads exploding. Dwindling in-screen film audience being eliminated (by the filmmaker?) Tongue so far into cheek that this artist would be the best capable of depicting it.
Just make sure Rubber is above Machete and Hobo With a Shotgun on your 2C-LIST, because...no reason (and the tire is better than Rutger Hauer and Danny Trejo put together).
Damn, I still have to see 'Machete' as well; I'd forgotten about that 'un.
And I see what you did there with the Cyberpunk pin-up model. :-)
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