|Bob Gale Director|
In search of the answers to life Neil accepts a job offer that will take him cross country and into another state of mind in this philosophically driven road movie written and directed by Bob Gale.
An "X-Men" comic book featuring Cyclops on the cover can be seen in the background of Neil's room, a reference to actor James Marsden's portrayal of Cyclops in the X-Men film adaptations.9 More Trivia
The repeated freezes on the clock when Neil wakes up in hospital are director Bob Gale's subtle throwbacks to the iconic Back to the Future clock tower.2 More Movie References
Woman on radio
[voice over] Mr. Cody had rather unique tastes in audio stimulation.
The choice is clear. The Arion 620, the American-made car for the American driver.
Man on radio
That's a lie. The Arion engines are made in Japan.
Kill Signal, the movie everyone's talking about, from Weber Films.
Man on radio
[laughs] That's another lie. You're not talking about it.
We're the U.S. post office, and we care.
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Oh! That's the biggest whopper of all.
|Gary Oldman||O.W. Grant|
|Michael J. Fox||Mr. Baker|
|James Marsden||Neal Oliver|
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Throughout the film runs the theme that culture and even
human progression stagnates when we run out of frontiers to explore and develop
and so the mystical Interstate 60 fills this void in the world, a mysterious
state of mind populated by the last remnants of social pioneers, practical
jokers, and unpopular political extremists all branching off into the unknown
to build something in their own vision. Through the eyes of Neil Oliver we are
granted witness to the Interstate and the places united by it, each with its
own response to dealing with the struggles of the modern world whether they be
escaping, defining, or protecting their place in life.
While not exactly spoiler heavy this article does present
information about the film’s events and whereabouts in some detail. I would
strongly advise viewing the movie before reading the following.
The town of Banton becomes Neil’s first unplanned stopped along the scenic and surreal Interstate 60 as he halts to aid the request of a frantic hitchhiker in search of her adolescent son who has assuredly run off to Banton. The reasons why become clearer as Neil draws closer to the town and is met by the multiple health alerts warning visitors about the dangers of drug use as well as advertising the substance “Euphoria”. Euphoria, the most powerfully addictive and affordable drug in the world, made and distributed exclusively within the town of Banton.
Seeking to slay the town’s crippling drug problems the local government manufactured the enticing yellow powder and made it more affordable than any of its competitors effectively crippling the use of illegal narcotics whilst also providing the town with an enormous populace of Euphoria addicts who were willing to commit themselves into servitude in return for a consistent supply of the drug.
The entire town is tended to by a workforce of addicted youths all contractually enslaved for the rest of their lives and with a finder’s fee rewarded to any who bring new addicts into town and the legal age limit in Banton lowered to sixteen, the workforce grows constantly. So powerful is Euphoria’s grasp over its users that it stifles the sex drive, dilutes violent tendencies, and eliminates all physical cravings except the need for more Euphoria. The withdrawal symptoms are so intense that they almost guarantee death assuring the complete compliance of all addicts until their life expires.
As the local law enforcements says “Some folks just wanna
get high, so we came up with a radical solution”
Renburg is home to infamous yet obscure Museum of Art Fraud; the world’s greatest art gallery masquerading as a cheap tourist trap. Within the walls of this rustic building are copious reproductions of priceless and world famous artworks by the likes of such noted artists as Pierre-Auguste Renoir, Claude Monet, Edgar Degas. The catch is, they’re all real.
As the curator Mrs. James explains to Neil, her late husband and museum founder Oscar Warren James had created a method of reproducing fine artworks on almost a molecular level resulting in near perfect copies only distinguishable by the creators themselves. In many cases the late Mr. James would borrow these world renowned paintings from art dealers and museums, copy them, and then send his copies back to their owners and keep the originals.
This may all sound like greed and deception for the purpose of somebody’s own gain but the Museum of Art Fraud’s illusory facade serves a different and more playful purpose; exposing critics as frauds. Famed art critics are invited to the museum in droves to behold and critique the collection of ‘affordable reproductions’ which are said to be created based on the originals by Mrs. James’ nephew Edward and sold for the affordable price of only three hundred dollars each. Sure enough what follows is an intentionally harsh and mercilessly painful dissection of each artwork whilst each critic is blissfully unaware that they are in fact discourteously slighting the original.
The charade is executed flawlessly; the museum is yet to
have sold a single painting.
If you’ve ever found yourself laughing at a joke like “What do you call a boatload of Lawyers at the bottom of the ocean?” then you’d most certainly cry at the sight of Morlaw; the town populated by attorneys.
Every adult citizen in Morlaw is a lawyer fully licensed to practice, terrifying right? The entire town runs on the principle that everybody is constantly suing everybody else for defamatory or even nonsensical reasons and this constant flood of legal action fuels the economy and provides each citizen with a justification for their chosen legal profession. The immediate downside to this is that tourists and even people passing through the town are often sued or subpoenaed thereby forcibly trapping themselves in the broken machine of Morlaw’s legal system.
It’s these unfortunate souls who are responsible for the
actual upkeep of the town as every aspect of the way Morlaw conducts its
business is mired red tape and bureaucracy so those awaiting litigation are
responsible for cleaning the streets, fixing the plumbing, running the grocery
store etc. as they are almost always forced to get jobs to pay for their
enormous weight of legal fees and usually called upon to provide character
witnesses to their trials which immediately ensnares their loved ones and
mutual benefactors in Morlaw’s legal debacle. The cycle continues.
|Troubled Parent-Child Relationship|
|Damsel in Distress|
|Good Guys Get Locked Up|
|Engine Won't Start|
|Mysterious Shopkeeper Selling Plot Device|
|Plot-Related News Network|
|Crazy Guy Was Right!|
|It Was All A Dream... No Wait It Wasn't|
|A Third Choice|
|Bomb Timer Stops With A Few Seconds Left|
|I Thought You Knew Where We Were Going?|