STARRING: Stephen Spinella, Jack Plotnick,
Wings Hauser, Roxane Mesquida, Ethan Cohn, Charley Koontz, Daniel Quinn, Devin
Brochu, Hayley Holmes, Haley Ramm, Cecelia Antoinette, David Bowe, Remy Thorne,
Tara Jean O'Brien, Thomas F. Duffy
2010, 85 Minutes, Directed by:
sentient rubber tire named Robert goes on a serial killing spree in the
Californian desert, making people’s heads explode with his (its?) telekinetic
powers . . .
Yup, it’s either the punch line
to a Gary Larson cartoon . . . or French. It should therefore come as no
surprise that this oddball flick is written and directed by one Quentin Dupieux.
Before the marketing material
and synopsis (watch the trailer
here) make you believe that
Rubber plays it
straight as the latest lame-o SyFy channel horror flick, think again. The movie
can at best be described as a mixture between early Coen brothers, Quentin
Tarantino and David Lynch. If you count yourself a fan of these directors then
the chances are good then you’d appreciate the surreal, postmodern oddity that
is Rubber. There is no plot logic at all to the dream-like proceedings as a
Sheriff and his deputies set off in pursuit of what is probably the strangest
serial killer in all of movie history.
It has been such a long while
since someone actually made a weird movie just for the sake of being weird in
today’s conformist Hollywood that one can’t help but like Rubber; even
when the movie seem to roll about in search of a coherent plot towards the
end of its very brief running time of 85 minutes.
Rubber has “cult”
written all over it – and like most cults you’ll either get it . . . or you
won’t. Sometimes one wants to like something simply because it is different
without being genuinely good, but Rubber is the real deal: it is a one of kind
experience and highly recommended for fans of the bizarre and offbeat.