You Can Never Go Fast Enough: 'Two-Lane Blacktop'

Two-Lane Blacktop. Criterion Edition. Greatest Car Movie Ever Made.  My year is complete. Yes.

"If I'm not grounded pretty soon, I'm gonna go into orbit."

--Warren Oates A.K.A. GTO

It feels almost too easy applying the term “existential” to Monte Hellman’s mysterious Two-Lane Blacktop, (and Mr. Hellman has always insisted that the picture is not “existential”) but I think the alienated, ambiguous, weirdly funny and, at times, desultory cult car classic deserves the appellation.  A work of stark Sisyphean power, the picture brilliantly combines automobile allure and the expectations of the race with a sparer saga of the road – a road that seems free but really isn’t.

Now this may sound rather joyless for a car movie, and indeed for the greatest car movie ever made, but the picture is so inventive, so austerely beautiful, so unexpected and, yes, so auto-centric, that it’s a singular wonder. With a then much discussed script by Rudy Wurlitzer, the movie came with an interesting amount of hype. The screenplay managed the honor of being featured on the cover of Esquire Magazine before the film was made, something that was unheard of at the time, and something that made the movie’s lack of box office more of a disappointment. Naturally, it’s been a cult favorite ever since.

Leading this gear-head mediation through its long stretches of lonesome highway are characters stripped down to their basic handles -- James Taylor is known only as the “Driver,” Dennis Wilson the “Mechanic,” Laurie Bird the “Girl” and the late great Warren Oates, in one of his most unforgettable roles, is “GTO.” The stoic Taylor and Wilson work a seriously souped-up '55 Chevy that's all muscle and speed, no frills, while a garrulous Oates rolls a yellow 1970 Pontiac GTO -- something Taylor scorns as right off the lot. All players endlessly drive, seemingly to challenge other cars and race cross country, but who knows what they’re really seeking. When somewhat challenged on the matter – that all the speed will burn him up– the Driver replies “You can never go fast enough.”  And the picture doesn’t spare this feeling on the viewer as the continual purr and hum of the engine places you at one with the car – a oneness that has become the character’s very identities.

Two-Lane Blacktop was probably supposed to be a youth movie, but there’s nothing young about it. Taylor, Wilson and Bird, though certainly not adults (in the conventional sense of the word) nevertheless carry a heavy amount of resigned cynicism within their cipher, stoic, underfed, frames. Had the movie been made in the 1960s, we might have gotten that kind of  hip swiveling, gone daddy, Psych Out energy (think Mimsy Farmer tripping on drugs in Riot on Sunset Strip ) but Two-Lane isn’t working on that tip – these people, whether they know it or not, are representative of their era -- their specifically ‘70s era.  The rather glamorized late ‘60s -- the so-called free, hippie-flower-child-dancing, politically motivated and finally tragic decade crashes directly into this Lane, where inspiration comes not from changing the world but from…cars. Which makes perfect sense to me -- if you can control one thing during such chaotic times (and if you desire anything to represent freedom) – it’s your automobile.

As such, these gear-heads aren’t driving for show, they’re not trying to pick up chicks (though Bird casually crawls into their car, which they barely acknowledge) -- they’re simply driving, with serious almost monk-like intent. Interestingly, it’s overly energetic Warren Oates who represents the “youth movement” an ultimately lonely and dissipated man who thinks that maybe he can understand the kids but is frustrated by their abilities (He doesn't appreciate being crowed through two states by a couple of two bit "road hogs" he complains to the boys). He’s full of half truths, or flat-out- fantasies, and we wonder about his life – did he dump a middle class existence  and family to head out for the open road, like those all those hippie’s he’s seen cruising the streets or traipsing around those acid-soaked youth movies? What's with this guy? As such, he’s something of a freak -- not some older road tripping cool guy, but in the end, a mournful man (though looking at his bad-ass GTO now only makes me pine for the days when cars like that really did roll off the lot, instead of these modern, gas friendly, vehicles that look like suppositories). And we come to pity him, even care about him –- moreso than the other characters. After all, they have youth on their side, but then…does that really matter?  Though conformity may become the soul sucking void, it’s possible that getting lost isn’t always what it’s cracked up to be either.

This isn’t to say that the picture’s one long drag, it’s also quite funny and in its subtle moments, charming (Oates, whom I revere in every movie he’s ever made, displays a fantastic amount of mysterious weirdness and pitch perfect comic timing). Two-Lane Blacktop is, no question, a work of enigmatic significance and auto-erotic gorgeousness (full confession, the movie turns me on – and not just because of Oates – the cars, oh those cars are so erotic).

Unlike any other car picture (and I love a lot of them) Two-Lane Blacktop sits or, more appropriately, drives in a class by itself.  It goes well past those three yards a drawling James Taylor spits out before a racing challenge, but his assuredness matches the perfection of the movie: “Make it three yards motherfucker and we’ll have ourselves an auto-mo-beel race.” A race that never ends. Which, car or no car, just might be the ultimate challenge.

Comments

[Fruity Bev]

My favorite line, Dennis Wilson listening to the carburetor: "I don't like the way she's breathing." Just that, in a long stretch of empty. "I don't like the way she's breathing."

[steve mowrey]

This film never gets old. It's badass & funfunfun. Thanks for the cool review, Kim. The Reader

[Bill in Chi-Town]

just got my Criterion edition in the mail ..sold off my old anchor bay tin to buy this one..well worth it

[mpgomatic]

Two Lane Blacktop holds a spot in the all-time top five road movies list ... but only for those who have a deep appreciation for kar kulture. I saw it on the big screen, back in the day. While the ending might be trivialized through today's methods of digital delivery, it was true whoa moment in auditorium for anyone that's ever run a film projector.

[amchornetgirl]

Superb review. I love this movie...in fact, my band sampled the "Make it three yards..." line on our CD!

[Felix]

I followed all your recommendations of the car movie list, and very few disappointed me. This is a movie I have to see.

[Pete Bogs]

I had no idea these guys were in a movie together... I will have to check it out!

[Mike]

I watched this movie when i was younger and have been trying to get it to watch it again but can't find it. does anybody know where i can get it.

[Jim Carolus]

Auto-erotic indeed! Not only do I totally agree with you, but whenever I get around to adapting Thomas Pynchon's V. (which might, y'know, take awhile), you'd be my first choice for the part of Rachel Owlglass!! Her love-soliloquey to an MG in the first chapter is priceless.
God I love this film. My heart broke when I saw it on TV in a pan-and-scan hack job. I complained (loudly, and to my friends) about it being out of print, and THE SAME DAY...I saw it listed on the Criterion website. Having finally seen it in all its widescreen glory, I can now agree with you 100%: it's a true masterpiece. It's almost enough to make me stop mourning the bad press Grindhouse received for, apparently, doing too good a job as a cult film to achieve mainstream success in the United States of Idiocracy. But hey, at least that stanky, Swanky mess "P.U., I Hate You" isn't doing well either. The pendulum swings both ways...

[salman]

Classic car parts are hard to come by because they are no longer in production, they don’t make the parts for them anymore. But that doesn’t mean they can’t be found.

[The Admiralllll]

**spoilers** Finally watched this last night on your recommendation. I'm still not sure if they ever made it to DC. The film melting at the end was a great artifact of this era of filmmaking.

[Fog Light]

Its unique one, which helps to say more about this business to read. Thanks

[HID Kit]

Good recommendation.keep it up good work.