On a bad day, single mother Rachel (Caren Pistorius) gets on the wrong side of another driver (Russell Crowe), who turns his sights on destroying everything she holds dear.
Race with the Devil, Road Games, Breakdown, Duel...
There have been some great thrillers involving cars. I have a soft spot for this type of movie - there is something so stripped down and visceral about limiting the story to the road.
I do not watch trailers, but I caught a snippet of Unhinged and I got excited. Crowe's casting sounded good (and almost a comment on his real-life actions), and the film looked like unpretentious fun.
Unhinged rides the line between a character study of the motivations that turn men into spree killers and a trashy slasher. The filmmakers' inability to figure out which side to lean on means the film is completely unremarkable. I was struggling to remember it half an hour after leaving the theatre.
The film tries to contextualise Crowe's Tom Cooper as a man broken by the rat race and America’s healthcare crisis. However, the character is so cartoonishly evil in his ability to destroy the protagonists’ life that it is hard to buy.
Crowe does a good job in the early scenes, playing Cooper's simmering rage just right.
But once the chase begins, his performance begins to feel silly, all the nuance shaved and moulded to fit the generic villain template.
The big problem with Unhinged is how rote and unoriginal it is. From beginning to end, nothing about Unhinged feels fresh or surprising. It does not help that the movie is dour.
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