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Torque
by Jason Gibner

If ever there is a museum dedicated to the delicate art of the motorcycle film, an entire wing must be reserved for the glorious spectacle known as Torque. If there is ever a museum dedicated to the form of extreme cinema that doesn’t give a damn if its audience is able to keep up with what is happening on screen, it should be called The Museum of Torque. Music video director, Joseph Kahn, who recently made the uber-weird video for Britney Spears’ “Toxic,” Torque rewrote the book on what it means to go totally over the top. It seems like it could’ve been written by someone doing a back flip on a BMX bike. Endless rapid cuts of motorcycles, dials, faces, eyeballs, rearview mirrors, pistons and things flying through the air accompany constant, blaring heavy metal music. Torque was not made to satisfy viewers looking for fancy things like plot, character development or social messages. Torque’s desire is only to be the loudest, fastest, most babe-packed, most ridiculously dizzying motorcycle flick ever produced.


The film takes place somewhere in the Southwest where everyone rides motorcycles, is into tattoos and rock‘n’roll, and can never finish a bottle of beer before smashing it on the ground. After our hero, the Ramones-shirt-wearing Cary Ford (Martin Henderson) rolls back into town after spending six months in Thailand, he runs into his Rolling Stones-shirt-wearing biker-babe love interest, Shane (Monet Mazur) and his arch enemy, the Motorhead-shirt-wearing Henry (Matt Schulze). Seems that Henry is pissed because Ford stole his bikes that had his secret stash of crystal meth in them. That’s right, the bikes had crystal meth in them. Eventually, Ford, who only came back to “make things right,” gets set up for the murder of a member of the rival biker gang led by a guy named Trey, played by master thespian Ice Cube. So how does that rough and tumble hero Ford get out of this mess and prove his innocence? By racing motorcycles on the tops of trains, of course! The plot is so low on the list of important things in this film that it could be about killer monkeys with jet packs, just so long as Torque can have cameras zipping in and out of actors’ faces at hyper-fast speed.

The plot may be irrelevent, but pay attention to the things coming out of characters’ mouths. Almost every line in the film is pure gold. Ford asks that immortal question, “What is it about driving cars that makes you all such assholes?” At a biker dude version of an art fair, where bikini babes drink from hoses and seem to get sexual pleasure from washing bikes with giant sponges, people use pickup lines like, “Nice bike, nice ass!” If I knew that line a few years ago, I would be like Hugh Hefner right now.

When you hear the line, “I gotta get that bike, I gotta get that bitch,” you know you are getting close to Torque’s legendary final twenty minutes. We start by seeing Ford find the Y2K bike, which we all know is the fastest motorcycle in the world because it has a “helicopter jet engine.” Soon after that, all hell breaks loose and Shane has a showdown with the evil Hot Topic reject bike babe, China (Jaime Pressly). One could look at this scene as amazing because these two characters are fighting each other using their bike’s front wheels as fists, but more amazing is the fact that whenever the ladies are shown, giant ads for either Mountain Dew or Pepsi fill the screen behind them. No subtle pop machines hidden in the background—these billboards fill the entire screen. While this is going on, Ford and Henry have a race to the death on bikes going about a gajillion miles per hour that make parking meters explode and, of course, make women’s skirts fly up. During this final showdown of good and evil, Henry pushes a button on his bike. As he does this, the camera zooms in on the button, inside the bike, through the engine, through his body and eventually leaves through the back of his skull. Right after that, there’s a huge explosion and Henry dies. Now I’ve seen Torque about four times, and have even watched it with director commentary, and I still can’t tell just how the evil Henry dies in this scene. Ford’s Y2K bike flips through the air, a button is pushed, big explosion, and then it’s over. What exactly happens, the world may never know.

First-time director Kahn admits during the DVD commentary that he really didn’t know what he was doing during the film’s production, and it shows in the most beautiful way. After Warner Bros. shelved the film for almost a year for extensive reshooting, Torque was finally released last January to almost zero attention. Having just recently been released on DVD, Torque is now able to spread its wings and find that brave audience willing to bring Y2K bikes, Cary Ford, and cell phones that attach to helmets into the privacy of their homes. Those willing to turn Torque up as loud as it can go may never be the same. Just don’t send me the hospital bills. A2P

 

 

 

 

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