Bob Gale
Statale 60

This film was brought to my attention while lurking (to recognize and avoid them) in the nonsense world of conspiracy theorists where you rarely encounter anything truly conspiratorial that dispels blindness, and this little film has the merit of being very entertaining with its caustic message confirming the Cadorna law: "the harder you throw, the harder it comes back at you."

It benevolently welcomes all those idiots who persist in believing that we can do something Cartesian by believing in free will. Silly people, that blasphemy of "cogito ergo sum" after watching the film will turn into "vomito ergo suck! The reality we want to see as stubborn fools is not the real reality.

The mysterious package that the protagonist must deliver to the unknown is the mirage of our desires. We want to cheat without even recognizing the cards! Ray (an always brilliant Christopher Lloyd) sets up your presumption. And so, as good hardheads, we will break instead of bend: you're screwed if you break, you end up with a broken rear, it takes a while to recover, and it hurts, but if you really want... And the film is a continuous advice on flexibility because "whoever does not expect the unexpected will never find the truth!"

Look at the top-notch actors who lend themselves (unaware?) to the cause of truth. You'll surely get shook if you want to egoistically say your piece, Jinn O.W. Grant, played by none other than Gary Oldman, will tear you to shreds, always for your own good, of course. Michael J. Fox (Mr. Baker) knows something about it, who with a cameo quickly earns a gruesome passing by communicating the mortal danger of cell phones. Kurt Russell's ruthless clarity and pragmatism (Captain Ives) is a mirror of how we have ended up: slaves and happy. The objective intransigence of hitchhiker Bob Cody (played by Chris Cooper) is exhilarating in opening a breach of justice, in the series: "with good manners, you obtain everything." With the handsome main actor (James Marsden), we pay the Hollywood ticket that always imposes the choices of the majors: Neal Oliver in the film, he's the guy (do you remember that scene in Lost Highway where the director had to say "it's you the girl" for compliance?).

What else can I say, I don't want to give anything more away especially about the plot, maybe later in the discussion more things will come out. The film flows pleasantly and deals with behaviorally burlesque on the road situations, with truly hilarious segments proving non-invasive in presenting the only law that governs us, that of cause and effect. It positions itself as advice, nothing more, surpassing the temptation of proselytism. Lynn Linden (the actress is Amy Smart) is the light of noisy salvation. In the end, love triumphs, what more could you want?
Who will have the courage to get lost on Route 60? Bye.