"I have to escape the cops" look |
Once again, my fellow readers, I welcome you to another theturborocket movie review. Today, we're going to discover "The Driver" from 1978: a film that has a cathartic effect on our car chase fetish. If you're reading this, you know what I'm talking about. You can't be a petrolhead and not LOVE car chases... and a good'un almost always has to involve the coppers. Like "Two Lane Blacktop" (check out our review on that), the main character is called, you guessed it, "The Driver" (Ryan O'Neal) and he doesn't talk a lot. However, since "The Detective" (Bruce Dern), who talks a lot, is trying to frame our man, he has to outsmart him in some way. Our main character's job of a getaway driver for first-rate criminals gives him ample money to live comfortably. He doesn't do that, though. He lives in a miserable, little apartment, his only personal belongings being his clothes, a portable radio and his gun. This means, of course, that he does his job only for the kicks. Wouldn't you? I think you probably would. All he does is make a deal, steal a car, get the baddies and escape the cops with sick driving skills.
This is more or less the beginning of the film, where "The Driver" gets away from the cops in a 1974 Ford Galaxie 500, with which the cops'll manage to get a lead on him. "The Player" (Isabelle Adjani) has seen our hero's his face while helping out the crooks. As she's being questioned by the popos, she doesn't snitch on him and indirectly becomes his sidekick... for a price. "The Driver" manages to clear out this time. The cop, on the other hand, really wants to catch our guy who's addicted to driving like a lunatic. If you actually watch the film, you'll notice how he uses the baddies as an "excuse" to go on a driving streak, while making fuckloads of unused bucks on the side. Anyhow, the cop decides to hire a few second-rate burglars who he caught stealing a supermarket 'cause of their shitty driving. He wants them to burgle a bank, recruit "The Driver" and bring him with the money to a set drop point. Or else, they'll go to jail.
One night, the crew meets up with our man in an orange 1970 Mercedes 280S at an enclosed parking lot. They ask him to show them his skills and he certainly delivers. Without uttering one single word and the baddies begging him to stop, "The Driver" brings the Merc to the brim of destruction. My guess is that he wanted to prove a point: even if the car's totally fucked, we're still getting away. Then, him having worked with many crooks, turns down their offer for recruitment, knowing of the risk awaiting him if he had accepted. After a short "talk" with one of the criminals, "The Driver" takes the job for double of his usual share. They do the job, the arrogant cop waiting for them to arrive at the drop point. But, this being the underworld, no one shows up. "The Driver" along with one of the baddies, "Glasses" (quite the 70's character naming inventiveness) escape in a '77 Pontiac Firebird and got to another drop point. The amateur crook tries to kill "The Driver" and leave with the money but his plan backlashes. Our hero has the moneyz and leaves in a red Chevy C10 with SIDEPIPES!! (YEAH! ROCK N' ROLL, BITCHEZZ!)
Hard driving + land yacht= amusing |
The Merc being sacrificed to the stuntman gods |
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