This ain’t gonna be a long review. There’s car stealins. Drivins. Heistins. Chasins. Crashins. Copsins. Shake it all up and throw it down for a little more of that from a different angle. Well shot, and well done. It almost seems like it is Sparse for dialogue, but that’s just because Dern does most of the talkin. Getting to the tail end of the decade of muscle car movies that really kicked off with Bullitt in 1968, then Vanishing Point, Two-Lane Blacktop. Sheeit, even Smoky & the Bandit, and kinda ending the decade after this with the apocalyptic Mad Max
moneyDriver. He is the nameless, silent professional, the skilled wheel-man for cash-grabbin heists. But he has some enemies in the Police, with Detective (Bruce Dern ) hellbent on catching this cowboy thief. Maybe willing to bend some rules to do it, too. More of a game of chess than a cat-and-mouse situation. Hard to tell who’s gonna win.
Ryan O’Neal is good as the little-talkin professional. Bruce Dern as the slightly almost maniacal cop who really ain’t fuckin around. Isabelle Nosferatu The Vampyre Adjani as the chick making questionable decisions in life. And a large amount of quality car chases, all urban, all well shot and choreographed. I’m not much of a car guy, but can most certainly dig some great drivings and tensions and overall decent playout of the story here. The question is, Can YOUUOU dig-it...a year later. ????
