"The only difference between Vincent and me is he's a high-minded guy. He can afford high ideals and I'm a country boy who can't. I can't even afford reality, and reality's shit!"
There are so many things to love about this film:
- The way the US turns into a lawless country full of murder, mayhem and chaos after a small suitcase nuke is detonated in the arse-end of Siberia. Why?
- How.. slowly... can... the... Presidential... Spokesman... speak?
- The National Guardsman (Marjoe Gortner) in charge of the "sector" is allowed to ride around on a chopped hog. A while later we discover that the National Guard are a bike gang who ride chopped hogs and dirt bikes!
- The hero (Steve Railsback) is so wee and little compared to the testosterone injected walnut sacks normally in films from this period.
- The police hide and do nothing while the city burns.
- Cliff De Young - one of those faces you immediately recognise and say "What do I know him from?"
- Sandra Lea is absolutely awful as Railsback's wife. Really, really bad.
- Inappropriate and ill fitting music.
- Seems to be based on The Survivalist books by Jerry Ahern I read when I was a kid. They just changed the hero's name and he doesn't wear mirror shades.
- Marjoe Gortner's hair.
- Marjoe Gortner is awesome!
- What to do if you ever feel threatened by bikers riding too close: drive, on purpose, over a conveniently placed dirt ramp, roll your truck, then burn to death as it explodes for no reason.
- Why are dozens of men and a helicopter tasked to find Steve Railsback?
- The doctor's hissy fit when he tries to go his own way.
- Cars explode for no reason.
One of my favourite scenes is at 1:14:30. I can't say anything else without giving the whole plot away, but... how the fuck do you think he's going to react you morons! Watch it and you'll see what I mean.
The Survivor is a little slow at times but overall it's great fun with exploding cars, lots of guns, biker soldiers, a likeable cast and Marjoe fucking Gortner!
I've a link to it on my Trash on youtube list if you fancy watching it.
Original letterboxd review