Convoy, 1978 - Movie Review

Director: Sam Peckinpah
Starring: Kris Kristofferson, Ali McGraw, Ernest Borgnine, Burt Young, J D Kane, Madge Sinclair, Franklyn Ajaye, Seymour Cassel, Brian Davies
Running Time: 100 minutes
Score: 7 / 10

This review by Gavno

The angry, rebellious mood of the post Watergate 1970s, the CB radio craze, and the romanticized image of Truckers as direct descendants of the American cowboy were made to order for the rebellious gonzo filmmakers out there who were looking for something new to hang their perceptual hats on. They'd made it big with the Hollywood Money Machine by now, already having explored (and maybe exploited) illegal drugs and the free floating feeling of youthful rebellion that had been simmering since the early '50s (EASY RIDER), the country's ongoing cultural and philosophical clash between young and old (BILLY JACK), and even our changing perceptions of the concepts of war and patriotism (THE DEERHUNTER and COMING HOME).

Enter Sam Peckinpah, one of the wildest of the "action" (read that as "pointless violence just for the hell of it") filmmakers, armed with a fairly big budget, the incredibly sexy, laid back, anti-establishment and intelligent box office draw of Kris Kristophersen, and the considerable comedic talents of Ernie Borgnine. The only thing missing in this was the psychotic, druggie craziness and inspired insanity of Dennis Hopper. The results of the mix were predictable and inevitable.

No script to speak of; just the lyrics of a pop song by C. W. McCall about a bunch of POed, runaway truckers armed with CB radios and a hatred of the then new 55 MPH national speed limit. Throw in a lot of high speed chases and crashes involving loaded 18 wheelers, staged by a director who had a long and distinguished reputation in Hollywood as a loose cannon. The final product was inspired escapist fantasy that was almost guaranteed to produce box office receipts from teenagers from coast to coast.

The plot of the film (if you can call it that) is rather pointless and murky; it is simply the story of a brawl at a truck stop that escalated into a pseudo social movement. One character, a trucker whose CB "handle" is Big Nasty, inadvertently sums up the entire point of CONVOY when he is asked why he's joined the trucker protest. "I'm just here because I like kicking ass!" was his reply. And so it is, as simple as that... the film is all about free form anarchy and flipping The Bird to the established social and political order, staged by a bunch of unconventional rebels who were perceived as tough enough and powerful enough to make their rebellion stick. Despite the fact that the film has no point and doesn't seem to know where it's going, it was just what the temper of the times demanded, and without a doubt it's just a whole lot of FUN! Trucks and CB radios were a major staple of Hollywood then... along with CONVOY there were other efforts, some of them more sophisticated and structured, like Burt Reynold's classic of the genre SMOKEY AND THE BANDIT that used essentially the CONVOY formula.

Not every movie has a higher calling, expressing the producer's vision of some great truth. Some are trashy and cheesy, but they still garner a place as cult classics, and as one of those "guilty pleasures" movies that we drag out from time to time just for pure enjoyment. CONVOY is one of them... it offers the pure (tho vicarious) thrill of seeing a squad car that's chasing you get crushed between two semis. It warms the soul with a vision of the Little Guy successfully fighting back against the system that uses him up and tosses him into the trash heap... even tho in Peckinpah's version of that vision we're not really sure of exactly what it is that the Little Guy is fighting against, or why he's fighting.

As pure entertainment, I have to give CONVOY a Thumbs Up.

Leave a comment on this post below.

HOME

Powder Blue - Trailer - Jessica Biel is a Stripper. Steady now

A city of ten million people, Los Angeles is built on dreams of fame where glitz and glamour dominate the topical landscape. But beneath the tabloid headlines and the flashing cameras lies a city whose people are desperate for an identity, a connection, and a reason to hope…

Charlie Bishop is a former priest who has lost his faith. He finds himself on a mission to free himself struggling with his former religious beliefs and ethics. He loads two bullets into a gun and with fifty thousand dollars in the trunk of his car he roams the streets searching for someone desperate enough to pull the trigger in exchange for the money. Charlie soon learns that his mission may not be so easily fulfilled, even desperate people value life.

On the other side of town, a former hit-man drifts in an out of consciousness on a city bus. Jack Doheny recently released from a twenty-five year stint in prison has just been diagnosed with terminal cancer. In a morphine induced haze he finds comfort and solitude in the freezing waters of the Pacific Ocean before settling a score with an old friend. Knowing that any breath could be his last he sets out to find redemption in an unknown world where the only familiar things are faded mementos of a past love found through a young woman named Rose-Johnny.

Rose-Johnny is a single mother who recently moved to Los Angels with dreams of becoming a star, yet her vision is compromised when her son is seriously injured in an accident. She lives alone in a motel and dances at a gentleman’s club to cover the enormous hospital bills. Her only prayer is that her son will wake up from his coma, and her only comfort is her beloved dog Rudy. One night after another awkward and unsuccessful date, she returns to the motel to find her dog missing. Grief stricken and panicked she roams the streets searching fruitlessly.

Meanwhile, Charlie has moved into the same hotel. One night he encounters Qwerty Doolittle, an eccentric mortician who spends his days helping the less fortunate in times of need. His empathy and charitable tendencies have put him in serious debt and in grave danger of losing his business. With Charlie’s money and gun, Qwerty has a decision to make. But like others before him, Qwerty turns down Charlie’s offer.

Fate will cause these four strangers to cross paths through extraordinary and serendipitous circumstances. Epiphany’s will be had, truths will be revealed, some hearts will shatter and others will heal. Fear will be overcome by courage, and ultimately in one way or the other, love will be found.

Director: Timothy Linh Bui
Writer: Timothy Linh Bui
Studio: Unknown
Cast: Ray Liotta, Forest Whitaker, Jessica Biel, Patrick Swayze, Kris Kristofferson, Eddie Redmayne, Lisa Kudrow

Leave a comment on this post below.

HOME

Powder Blue - Trailer for film where Jessica Biel plays a stripper. How do you like them apples?

Several Angelenos meet on Christmas Eve through chance, tragedy and divine intervention. Patrick Swayze will play the sleazy owner of the strip club where Jessica Biel's character dances. Eddie Redmayne will portray a mortician who falls in love with her. Kristofferson will play the head of a corporate crime organization who tries to convince his former employee (Ray Liotta) not to seek vengeance on his former co-workers. Forest Whitaker, who also serves as a producer on the film, will play a suicidal ex-priest. Newcomer Alejandro Romero will play a transsexual prostitute who shares an unexpected bond with the priest.
Written and directed by Timothy Linh Bui.

The divine intervention thing intrigues me. Will it have a Hudsucker Proxy style twist with angels and things? Doubtful but you never know. Anyone read the script? Will you be going to see this for more than just Biel playing a stripper? Kristofferson is always cool.

Home / Forum / Guestbook