“Lived nine lives, gunned down ten! gonna ride like the wind”
I have a feeling that guys like Vance (Willem Defoe) were the inspiration for a banger like “Ride Like the Wind”. Imagining the chubby teddy bear Christopher Cross slinging guns and being “accused and tried and told to hang” is just silly to say the least. And as smooth as my man Michael McDonald is, he’s not exactly the guy you want having your back in a knife fight. Just sayin.
Film has always romanticized the idea of a rabble rousing biker gang. They’re dressed in leather and dirt smudged wife beaters straddling hogs: all attitude, dirty fingernails and bad intentions. Vance’s gang of hoodlums is headed to see a Nascar race but makes a pit stop along the way and things get a little craze. They have a blast shaking things up in this small town and no one is safe. The look of the film is perfectly styled: the shots of the diner, the road, the jukebox, all of the details are beautiful. The Loveless is Willem Defoe’s first film and it’s easy to see that he’s pretty much gonna dominate everything else he touches from this point on. The man is good; and this movie is near perfect. A short and sweet love letter to the good ole bad boys of America.
“RII-DDE!?”
