Showing posts with label biker movies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label biker movies. Show all posts



David Koepp’s “Premium Rush” is the best cycling movie in some time… Heck, can anyone remember the last cycling movie that came out? I keep thinking it was Hal Needham’s “Rad,” but that came out in 1986. There’s also no topping the classic “Breaking Away,” the cycling movie many aspire to be like. Anyway it doesn’t matter because “Premium Rush” delivers the goods like any action film should, and it does so with terrific acting, sharp writing, and what looks like the real thing and not CGI as we watch these daredevil bike messengers throttle their way through the insanely busy streets of New York City.

Joseph Gordon-Levitt stars as Wilee who is seen as one of the very best bicycle messengers in New York as he gets things to where they need to be and right on schedule. Of course, this requires him to travel at breakneck speeds through busy traffic where car downs can open up at the most inconvenient time, and he also has to deal with various members of the NYPD who have it in for him and others in his line of work. Oh yeah, Wilee’s bike of choice has only one gear and he’s taken the breaks off of it so that nothing will slow him down (that’s how he rolls).

Looking at that description makes one wonder if Wilee has a death wish or if he’s just an adrenaline junkie. What we learn though is that he came close to becoming a lawyer, but the idea of sitting behind a desk in some office does not appeal to him in the slightest. Of course, it probably wouldn’t appeal to anyone who’s seen “Office Space.”

His ex-girlfriend Vanessa (Dania Ramirez), however, entertains thoughts of working in an office as she doesn’t want to be a bike messenger forever (she does say though that it beats waiting tables). There’s also Tito (Anthony Chisholm) who doesn’t let his advanced age make him any less useful in this line of work (nor should it), and Manny (WolĂ© Parks) who competes with Wilee not just on a bike but for Vanessa as well.

This one particular day has Wilee delivering a package that has caught the attention of NYPD cop Bobby Monday (Michael Shannon). Now Monday wants what Wilee has, but while Wilee is not always one to obey the rules of the road, he does follow the strict guidelines of his job which states that messengers will not hand over the package they’re delivering to anyone other than who it is meant for. As a result, Monday begins chasing Wilee down as we find out that this NYPD cop, like any other stupid gambling addict, has an unforgivably high debt to pay off.

David Koepp is best known as a screenwriter, having penned such screenplays like “Jurassic Park,” “Spider-Man,” and “Panic Room.” Along with co-writer John Kamps, Koepp has great fun telling the story of “Premium Rush” in a non-linear fashion. The movie goes back and forth in time as the actions of the characters are made more understandable and given more depth. This way of storytelling may alienate certain audience members, but I liked it as it plays around with our perceptions of what we believe to be true. Just when you think you know what’s going on in this somewhat formulaic story, something comes along which changes the way you see things.

As a director, Koepp has had varying degrees of success with movies like “The Trigger Effect,” “Stir of Echoes” and “Secret Window,” but here he manages to keep the action exciting and never for one second lets it drag. It also helps that the cycling done in  this movie appears to be for real, and it makes me wonder how it was choreographed and who these stunt people are who dared to pedal fast while cars come at them in all sorts of directions.

People may debate whether this movie might serve as a recruitment gig for bike messengers, but it also shows how painful it can be when you crash into something (and odds are you will). There’s also a scene during the end credits which shows Levitt’s arm all bloody after he hit the back window of a taxi cab, and that makes up for the lack of a disclaimer.

Levitt has had great success in the last few years with movies like “(500) Days of Summer,” “Inception” and this year’s “The Dark Knight Rises,” and he is fantastic here as a character named after that coyote who chased the Road Runner endlessly. This role could have been given to some actor who would have annoyed us with their overwhelming ego, but Levitt makes this character likable despite his insane bike-riding habits.

You also have ace character actor Michael Shannon on board here as an undeniably dirty. It doesn’t matter what movie he’s in because Shannon never disappoints in giving us a great performance, and as Bobby Monday he makes what could have been a mere one-dimensional villain all the more colorful. We’ve seen corrupt cops like this one in so many different movies, but Shannon makes him seem more intriguing than what originally appeared on the written page.

The rest of the cast from Dania Ramirez (whom you may remember as AJ’s girlfriend on “The Sopranos”) to the always entertaining Aasif Mandvi succeed in making this movie all the more entertaining to watch. The action is also given an exciting and propulsive score by David Sardy and a beautifully sunny look by cinematographer Mitchell Amundsen. Heck, watching this movie makes you almost as sweaty as the summer heat that’s been boiling us this past August.

“Premium Rush” is nothing spectacular, but it is fun to watch. It’s a shame that it’s not doing better at the box office, although I do have to say that Columbia Pictures kind of screwed up its release. Watching it reminds us who don’t ride bikes anymore how fun and very dangerous it can be. If nothing else, it does make wearing a helmet while riding a bike for more appealing than it ever has been before.

* * * out of * * * *

Director: Sandy Harbutt

Cast: Ken Shorter, Sandy Harbutt, Deryck Barnes, Hugh Keays-Byrne, Roger Ward

Severin Films / Color / NTSC R0 / Unrated / 1.85:1 Widescreen / Dolby Digital Mono / Enlgish / 99 mins


I don't know much about biker flicks. Nor have I sought out any "bikersploitation" like Hell Ride, The Wild Angels, Hell's Belles, Cycle Savages, Hell's Angels 69, the classic Peter Fonda film Easy Rider and the original Marlon Brando classic, The Wild One. In theory they could be pretty nasty and fun; gang fights, cool choppers/bikes, biker chick tits and general greasy, unwashed, unshaven, badass fun. That theory is proven by the Severin release of the Australian production, Stone. Writer/Director/Actor Sandy Harbutt did a outstanding job on all counts. It's a simple story with an inside look at a "1%er" biker gang complete with all of the lawless trappings and a surprisingly super violent ending. (READ MORE)


Quentin Tarantino attempts (intentionally or not) to resurrect the dormant acting career of one of his favorite actors from the 1970’s: Larry Bishop. Larry he has acted in many movies and guest starred on numerous TV shows, but he is best known for his fine performances as badass bikers from movies like "The Savage Seven," "Angel Unchained," and "Chrome and Hot Leather." Tarantino himself gave Larry a fantastic and hilarious cameo as the manager of a strip joint in “Kill Bill, Vol. 2” where he tells Michael Madsen’s character that he is not working for him again anytime soon. Now Tarantino has given Larry a chance to bring back the biker movies that he loved watching in his youth. The result was “Hell Ride” which was written, co-produced, and directed by Mr. Bishop himself. Larry also plays the lead role of Pistolero, the leader of the Victors biker gang.

In short, here is what I can say about “Hell Ride:” Great look, awesome cast, crappy screenplay shitty movie. “Hell Ride” is a mess of a movie that wastes some very talented actors in a story that makes almost no sense at all. The movie only runs about 83 minutes, but it sure felt like a LONG 83 minutes all the same. The movie involves, as far as I could lift out of the mess of a story, Pistolero and his gang going after a rival biker gang known as 666 to revenge the death of one of their own. I can’t really explain it anymore than that because all the little details got lost on me. This is a loud movie to be sure, but I almost passed out while watching it.

The story, like many a Tarantino movie, shifts back and forth in time to help give more depth to the story and the characters. What it really ends up doing is confusing the hell out of me and the rest of the audience. We see a young kid on his bicycle, and we think that’s Pistolero, but it could be someone else. We see the names of other characters who knew this kid, and we see other bikers burn this Cherokee woman to death because she stole money or something like that. By the end of the movie, I really didn’t care much who did what because I was too busy looking at my watch waiting for the movie to end. When I look at my watch while I am watching a movie, that is NEVER a good sign.

“Hell Ride” also features a plethora of naked ladies and bloody violence. The look of the movie is very rough, and it is one of the very few pluses here. To its credit, the movie never glamorizes anything about the lifestyle of these beer-hungry gang bangers, and shows the hideous nature of these outlaws for what they are. There are not really any good guys to be found here. I cannot say that I didn’t enjoy the naked ladies here, but I am glad to say that they are not bad actors. I wish some of the ladies in this movie would talk to me the way they talk to Pistolero.

This movie does want to make me see some of Larry’s earlier biker movies to see what was so great about them, and to see how good he was in them. I am sure they make for a great drive-in movie going experience. But Larry’s performance in this movie is so one-note, and he brings nothing more to it than a growling menace. He speaks just about every line in the movie the same way, and I kept wondering if he was one step away from getting a tracheotomy. I have heard a lot of people arguing about the voice Christian Bale gives Batman in “The Dark Knight,” but if you really didn’t like his voice there, you will hate the way Bishop speaks even more.

As a director, he shows no signs of pacing at all, and there are too many lingering shots of men on their motorcycles driving their way down that lonesome highway. Those scenes could have been shortened, even at the threat of turning this into a short film. Yes, yes, they all look cool on their motorcycles and even more so without helmets, but that gets boring after a while.

As a screenwriter, Larry’s dialogue falls flat no matter how good the actor is delivering it. It’s clear that Bishop was trying to ape the Tarantino style and make it his own, but there is no flattery in his imitation. It’s bad enough that the movie makes no sense, but for the dialogue to suck as well is a darn shame. I can forgive the “Star Wars” prequels for their hideously hollow dialogue, but I cannot forgive it here.

Is there anything good about this movie? Sure. Some of the actors are definitely on their game and rise above the ridiculousness of the material. Michael Madsen puts on his Nice Guy Eddie persona for the role of The Gent. Michael excels in this kind of role, and he is a funny fight scene between him and Eric Balfour (“24”) which helps redefine the term “tough love.” Dennis Hopper has a small role here as Eddie ‘Scratch’ Zero, and he is always a crazy hoot to watch as he channels his “Easy Rider” mojo while riding his motorcycle. David Carradine is barely in the movie, but he has a strong presence here just like he did in the “Kill Bill” movies. David remains an intimidating presence however softly he speaks.

This movie has a very rough look to it which fits the movie and its characters perfectly. After being subjected to so many slick and sterile Hollywood productions where everything is spick and span, it is actually refreshing to see a movie that is willing to get down and dirty to the utter annoyance of studios trying to make everything as inoffensive as possible. There is nothing clean at all about this movie and its characters, and that proves to be both a positive and a negative.

In the end, this movie is irredeemable trash. I certainly didn’t go in expecting anything epic. This was clearly meant to be a B-movie along the lines of last year’s “Grindhouse.” That movie unfortunately bombed at the box office, and this movie is not likely to do any better. Tarantino obviously wanted Bishop to make the best motorcycle movie ever, and it didn’t happen. At best, this movie is a fight against what the late George Carlin termed:

“the continued pussification of the American male in the form of Harley Davidson theme restaurants. Harley Davidson used to mean something! It stood for biker attitude! Grimy outlaws and their sweaty mamas full of beer and crank, rolling around looking for a good time!”

Carlin would like the fact that “Hell Ride” fought against the pussification of that, but it doesn’t change the fact that this is a crappy movie with a barely existent plot and schizoid characters who can never seem to figure out if they want to shoot their friends or hug them. It’s not enough to have biker attitude. You need a good film to go along with it, and this was a blown opportunity. All the same, it makes me want to check out some of the biker flicks Larry Bishop became famous for. They certainly can’t be any worse than this.

* out of ****