Review by Joshua P.
Sometimes, the most fun movies are those that really don’t have a lot of ambition to break new ground. In the 1990s, long before streaming and before Hollywood was taken over by the quest to hit the superheroes in spandex franchise motherload, there were lots of great, smaller movies that came out. Breakdown is the sort of film that would never be released in theatres now, but in 1997, it was the norm. Movies were better off with this sort of variety.
Breakdown, a taut thrill ride from director Jonathan Mostow, is a heck of a lot of fun. The film knows exactly what it is and doesn’t waste time or pretend to be something it isn’t. With very little fat in the story, it’s a 90-minute suspense film, wonderfully paced, full of terrific performances by actors playing to type (Kurt Russell as the everyman pushed to the edge by a great villain in J.T. Walsh), uses its isolated setting to ramp up the tension and it features a breathtaking finish. A few decades after its release, watching the underappreciated Breakdown is a great way to spend a summer night.