The simple nature
of life, and how little decisions can affect bigger events is a
fascinating study that is often loused up by filmmakers who decide
to forsake reality for amoral pleasure, emotional manipulation or
decadent gore. John
Dahl is one who realizes the true potential that lies there, and
has often captured and reflected it in his films.
From Red Rock West (a tale of mistaken identity gone
horribly awry) to The Last Seduction (a gem of a movie about
revenge, obsession and identity..gone awry) Dahl has repeatedly
shown a talent for grabbing his audiences attention, relentlessly,
and repeatedly digging his nails into the audience, and taking us
along on the proverbial joyride through his world.
Joy Ride is yet another in Dahl’s resume, and ranks as
one of his best. He
better than most directors out there, realizes that the true
nature of horror and terror comes from that which occurs around us
every day. Life is
perched precariously, like a row of dominos, and by toppling the
wrong one; it can all come crashing down.
In Joy Ride, Dahl takes a simple college prank, a semi
truck, 4 teenagers, and a voice known only as Rusty Nail, and
creates a movie that is impossible to take your eyes off of, and
that will keep your pulse racing until its masterful resolution. From beginning, to end, this is a near flawless example, like
Halloween, The Hitcher, and Duel, of how life, without any
enhancements, monsters or super-human killers, can be the most
terrifying ride of all.
It starts so
simply. Lewis is a
college student who decides to drive cross-country (from somewhere
in the West, never really clarified) to his home in New Jersey.
Along the way, he will pick up two passengers, an expected
one, his “friend” Venna (Sobieski) and an unexpected one (his
ne’er do well brother Fuller (Zahn)) During
the journey, Fuller and Lewis purchase a CB radio, and proceed to
play a seemingly innocent prank on a voice known as “Rusty
Nail”. Needless to
say, the prank goes horribly wrong, and the boys then become the
unwitting pawns in a mechanized cat and mouse game.
Dahl constructs the scenes and pastes them together to near
perfection, building nervous tension from volume levels on the
radio, reflections pay phones, ringing telephones, and of course
the ominous head lights of the imposing truck.
Unlike Jeepers Creepers, which started just as intense, but
then fell to pieces at the end, Dahl makes each progressing
sequence believable, the decisions and reactions of the characters
realistic, and that impending sense of dread, present in the
characters eyes and voices throughout.
He is truly relentless, and while we may curse and scream
during the movie for a break, by the end, we are thankful we
didn’t get one. The film borrows premises and principles from 2
films primarily, Spielberg’s Duel, and Robert Harmon’s The
Hitcher. Dahl even borrows
and modifies a scene from the master of this genre Sometimes,
it’s not what a director puts in, but what he leaves out, hints
at, and then moves on from, that make a film truly memorable.
but never going over the top, or dwelling in unnecessary
plot points which could have easily been done with romantic
hintings, and some side stories which are mentioned, but never
dwelled upon. Instead
these add flavor and reality to the characters and the roles, and
intensify the film, keeping adrenaline levels going, long after
the credits have rolled. I
kept waiting for Dahl to slip up, to fall prey to the traps those
other movies with gripping beginnings, and good ideas, but he
never did. He kept
things real, balanced, consistent, intense, mysterious, scary and
real, right up to, and through, the ending.
Lending credence
to the story is the perfect casting of each of the major roles.
Walker, who has in the past relied on his pretty boy looks,
and over reactionary expressions, instead provides just the right
level of emotion to the role of begrudging participant, turned
victim. Zahn, one of
today’s most underrated actors, tones down the comic sarcasm and
lets his innocent, carefree look and nature reflect the natural
terror of seeing something blow up in your face.
Sobieski gets a bit less screen time, but is more than just
another pretty face. I
appreciate that Dahl keeps an air of mystery around his tormentor,
one of the many mistakes that doomed Jeepers Creepers, and that he
keeps his victims reacting in ways, and to situations, that may
seem incredulous or unbelievable at times.
I say to those detractors, that life does funny things
sometimes, and the impossible becomes possible, when put into
specific perspective and exposed to certain elements. Basically, if it happens in the movies, it is possible in
real life, because the movies are reflections of the director and
writers interpretation of how they see things.
Ultimately,
Joy Ride is a near perfect example of how suspense and horror
movies should be made. Somewhere along the way, horror film directors forgot what
Hitchcock, and more recently John Carpenter (Halloween) taught us;
that the things around us everyday can generate the most fear
inside us, if given certain stimuli.
Reality is a scary thing, and nothing any filmmaker can do
on screen can rival the fear that our own mind or imagination can
conjure up when led or teased in a certain direction.
With Joy Ride, Dahl shows that you can take a simple story,
even one that’s been done before, and by treating the audience
with respect and intelligence, still scare the pants off of them.
If your knuckles aren’t white, and your heartbeat racing
in double time after this one, then you need to be checked for a
pulse at all.
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