We need more directors willing to take risks with films like Get Out.
It wasn't exactly as if I'd seen "Coast to Coast" before-but there was some sort of haunting memory that seemed buried just beneath the surface of this movie's very predictable plot.
The plot itself was as follows: Society lady is forced by circumstances to hitch a cross-country ride in the cab of a large semi-trailer truck, driven by a rough-hewn, hard-drinking character. They begin the movie at each other's throats, but after a fair amount of fighting they get to respect each other and then, after the lady learns to drive the truck, they even begin to love one another.
This all seemed vaguely familiar, and then, of course, I thought of "The African Queen." It's the same movie, with a few adjustments: There's a truck instead of a leaky old steamboat, there's a driver instead of a pilot, and the lady is no lady. Not the way she's played by Dyan Cannon.
In one of the most remarkable performances of the year, Cannon literally screams and runs her way through this movie. She chases the truck driver (played by Robert Blake) from one end of the continent to the other, sometimes literally hanging on to the sides of the truck by her fingernails.