A killer rubber tyre? You read that right. And with a big wink to B movies of yesterday, director Quentin Dupieux’s Rubber
is a solid, entertaining and downright bizarre piece of cinema.
Rubber is a horror comedy at heart, and that’s hardly surprising when you consider what the plot actually is. For the film centres on the aforementioned rubber tyre, which just happens to possess psychic powers. It’s not long, then, before said tyre goes off on a killing spree. And when the film motors up properly, it really does deliver on the oddball concept.
It takes too long to get there, though. What should be a fairly straightforward run for the movie takes some bumpy road thanks to some of the decisions that Dupieux makes. As such, Rubber isn’t full-on committed to its concept, and it’s when it’s dithering that it’s set to test the patience of its audience.
When it does go full-on, though, it’s great fun. Rubber really does explode into life as it closes in on its finale, and there’s consequently more right with the film than wrong. It’s clearly the concept alone that’s the chief selling point of the movie, yet there is more to it than that. A little more conviction on the part of its director, though, and it could have been better still. --Jon Foster
French filmmaker Quentin Dupieux writes and directs this surrealist B-movie comedy horror following the outrageous antics of a killer tyre. Robert, a tyre that has been jettisoned in the middle of the California desert, suddenly comes to life and takes to the road, exploding small animals and people's heads as he sets out on a murderous rampage. Meanwhile, a cinematic audience follows his escapades from a safe distance through binoculars.