Breakdown poster


Tagline: It could happen to you.
Director: Jonathan Mostow
Writers: Jonathan Mostow, Sam Montgomery
Starring: Kurt Russell, J.T. Walsh, Kathleen Quinlan, M.C. Gainey, Jack Noseworthy, Rex Linn
15 | 1h 33min | Action, Crime, Thriller
Budget: $36,000,000 (estimated)

Review



For many, Kurt Russell will be remembered as one of cinema’s best loved icons.

Much of that reputation can be attributed to his relationship with director John Carpenter, who would hand-pick the actor as his go-to face for cult pictures such as The Thing, Escape From New York and Big Trouble In Little China. Though the success of his low-budget phenomenon Halloween was boosted by the thespian skills of one Donald Pleasance, a veteran who only agreed to star in the movie due to a mountain of alimony payments before making a rather tidy sum for his continued portrayal of Dr. Samuel Loomis, Carpenter rarely relied on acting skills to get his pictures over. Instead, he utilised his eye and ear for the emblematic, and nobody fit the bill quite like Kurt Russell.

MacReady, Snake Plissken and Jack Burton were all iconic characters in the action mode. Whether they were overcoming seemingly impossible odds, firing off glib remarks or generally kicking ass, they oozed cult appeal, connecting with full-bloodied males from all walks of life. Plissken, in particular, has stood the test of time as a marketable character, even becoming the inspiration for seminal video game franchise Metal Gear Solid. A growling amalgamation of some of modern cinema’s most heroic stereotypes, Russell’s eye patch sporting, ‘man with no name’ didn’t rely on acting prowess or depth of characterisation, he thrived on sheer, unadulterated charisma, and for the longest while so did the actor who portrayed him.

Escape From New York featured

Quentin Tarantino — a filmmaker famous for identifying those strengths and resurrecting the careers of former headliners — understood this when casting Russell in 2007’s Death Proof, one half of an audacious and somewhat self-indulgent double feature with friend and long-time collaborator Robert Rodriguez. Though the ‘Grindhouse’ project was met with a lukewarm response from audiences and critics alike, Russell would once again shine as stand-out risk junkie come psychopath Stuntman Mike, a heavily scarred, super cool character in the Carpenter/Russell mode.

By that point, Russell gave us what was essentially a parody of the kind of icon that had made him famous, but underneath the calculated bravado he had grown into quite the actor, honing his craft over numerous decades working with some of the best talent in the business to become much more than an emblem of cool. On the whole, he would continue to be cast for his Hollywood good looks and inimitable presence, but when needed he could provide filmmakers with so much more. His portrayal of fabled wild west gunslinger Wyatt Earp in 1993‘s vastly underappreciated Tombstone comes to mind, as does that of U.S. Olympic hockey coach Herb Brooks in 2004’s Miracle. More recently, his turn as the wizened Sheriff Franklin Hunt in S. Craig Zahler’s unconventional horror western Bone Tomahawk made more than a fleeting impression, tapping into his iconic presence while utilising the kind of hard-earned acting skills that many tend to overlook.

Breakdown 1997

Another low-key movie that has all but disappeared off the radar in the years since its release is Jonathan Mostow’s road thriller Breakdown. Mostow would become most famous for directing franchise debacle Terminator 3: Rise of the Machines, which at more than ten years in the making was almost doomed to failure, but I’d much rather remember him for this dazzling slice of breakneck entertainment. Again, this isn’t a film notable for its strong characterisation or world class acting, but Russell is bang on the money as an against-type city slicker forced into action hero territory by an unscrupulous band of backwoods hoodlums with a penchant for kidnapping, extortion and even murder if the situations determines as much. While Russell is more than familiar with characters of the valiant persuasion, there is none of the dry cool wit or gruff resistance he has become synonymous with. Here he plays a frantic husband pushed beyond the realms of civility, and he, like the movie, is engrossing from start to finish.

Nothing inspires horror quite like isolation, which taps into our basest fears, and the movie recalls such out in the sticks classics as Steven Spielberg’s Duel and The Hitcher, but also takes a leaf out of George Sluizer’s devastating Dutch thriller Spoorloos (The Vanishing), later repackaged for American audiences. It begins with a confrontation between Russell’s Jeff Taylor after a truck pulls in front of his Jeep seemingly out of nowhere, almost running he and his wife Amy (Kathleen Quinlan) off a stretch of highway somewhere between Boston and San Diego. Later, their vehicle breaks down unexpectedly, and Amy volunteers to accompany a helpful trucker to a cafe five miles down the road, only when Jeff fixes his Jeep and attempts to catch up with them neither are there, and when he pursues the truck and locates it, the man in question claims to have never seen the flabbergasted husband before, a fact that the local law have no choice but to accept.

Breakdown Russell

Breakdown is one of those movies that grabs you by the throat an never lets go. It is relentlessly paced and full of cute surprises, taking a fairly conventional set-up and refusing to descend into predictable territory, something you’re expecting throughout, and therein lies its beauty. It is simple and familiar, but Mostow and Sam Montgomery’s screenplay thunders along without an ounce of fat, and instead of descending into the wholly derivative it takes a detour into distinctly macabre territory, an angle buoyed by perennial bad guy J. T. Walsh, who puts in a typically dependable shift as Warren “Red” Barr, a bald-faced trucker with a twisted double life. Walsh shifts from dependable family man to heartless deviant with an icy nonchalance that is truly unsettling, and when a newly no-nonsense Jeff interrupts his threat with a vicious kick to the face, you feel yourself lashing out along with him.

Even more disturbing is his operation. Barr has a whole gang of hoods with an insatiable disdain for city folk and an imagined entitlement to what they own, and for a while it’s hard to pinpoint exactly who is in on their convoluted yet tightly wound operation, one that has led to the disappearance of an abundance of women on Red’s watch. His traditional homestead, situated in the middle of nowhere, is a veritable mausoleum when you consider those missing faces, his padlocked freezer in a padlocked basement a devastating punctuation mark for a movie that relies more on suggestion when dealing with the kidnapped subject and her unseen predecessors.

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It is this intimation when dealing with the movie’s more macabre aspects that allows Mostow to maintain the unrelenting pace that the movie thrives on. Russell is truly engrossing as the down on his luck preppy who goes from trusting schmo and enlightened pacifist to seething purveyor of vengeance in a 93 minute movie that comes and goes so quickly that you almost feel cheated — a testament to Breakdown‘s ability to engross. It may be just a little far-fetched at times, particularly the movie’s finale, which features a high-speed chase between three cars and a truck and an excruciating scene right out of Renny Harlin’s Cliffhanger. This no doubt had a bearing on the movie’s waning status as the industry grew more sophisticated, but boy does it make for great entertainment.

Most Vengeful Act


Having succumbed to their $90,000 demands, a desperate Jeff is bound and taunted by original agitator and vicious marksman, Earl. But Jeff, who already has the man pegged as a liar, manages to cut himself free, violently taping the man’s neck to the passenger seat, driving his truck at high speed and abruptly breaking in an act of torture that almost results in the information he needs, until one of the movie’s many cutely crafted twists temporarily halts his progress.

Most Heroic Act


Unable to discover the exact location of his wife following the shooting of his most promising lead, Jeff hunts down gang leader Red and hangs underneath his moving truck, climbing to a safer position at high speed while avoiding the potential trap of Red’s wing mirror.

Best Kill


Having avoided certain death following Red’s attempts to ram he and his wife off a high bridge in his truck by hanging Cliffhanger style and climbing to safety, Jeff is able to pull red to his own seeming demise on the rocks down below. However, the seriously wounded Red begins to twitch, a sight that leads the deeply affected Amy to heartlessly release the truck from its Cargo, turning her kidnapper into a flesh pancake.

That’ll teach him.

Most Satisfying Dialogue


After tracking down Red at his isolated homestead, a fully loaded Jeff sets about finding the keys to free his wife from her makeshift tomb.

Jeff: Give me the key.

Red: Mister…

Jeff: Don’t “mister” me you son of a bitch. My wife is locked up in a hole in your fucking barn, and if you don’t give me the key, I’m gonna blow your fucking head off!


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★★★★★

One of those movies that seems unfairly bound to the recesses of cinematic anonymity, Breakdown is a familiar yet beautifully crafted thriller that excels as a 90-minute slice of unrelenting entertainment. Cinema may have moved on in the ensuing years, but do yourself a favour and resurrect this underappreciated gem. You won’t regret it.




Written by Edison Smith Editor-in-Chief

Science Fiction Writer, Horror Enthusiast, Scourge of Plutocracy, Creator of vhsrevival.com

2 comments

  1. Yeah, I never understood why this film came and went so quietly; then again, for a guy who many are familiar with, I think Kurt Russell has been taken for granted for a large portion of his long ( I mean, he was a Disney kid who honored his contract with them). “Breakdown” is another in a long line of watchable Russell vehicles (ha, vehicle) with an strong supporting cast ( I was always happy to see the late J.T. Walsh, who also was in “Tequila Sunrise” with Russell).

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