White Line Fever (1975)

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By Richard Winters

My Rating: 5 out of 10

4-Word Review: Truck driver fights corruption.

Carrol Jo (Jan-Michael Vincent) has returned from a overseas trip in the Air Force and is now set to marry his sweetheart Jerri (Kay Lenz), but to do so he must get a job. Since he grew up in the trucking business where his father was a long haul driver he decides to buy himself a rig by getting a loan at the bank. Once purchased he drives to the Red River company in town to find cargo to haul, so that he can quickly start making money and get out of debt with the bank as soon as possible. However, he realizes that the company has become overrun with corruption and if he wants to work there he must agree to haul contraband, which he refuses. He tries going into business for himself, but the folks at Red River, who secretly have deep connections to some very influential and rich people, are determined not to let his start-up get-off the ground and stymie his efforts at every turn, which causes Carrol Jo to take matters into his own hands and proceeds to instigate an elaborate revenge.

This was Jonathan Kaplan’s 5th film effort and he got hired onto the project when one of the producers mistakenly thought the film he did before this one, Truck Tanner, had been about truck driving, which it wasn’t, but Kaplan decided to just take the offer without bothering to correct the confusion. His directorial instincts helps a lot particularly at the beginning where he uses some interesting montages including showing actual pics of Vincent and Lenz as children and then progressive photos as they age into adulthood. There’s quick edits, which gives it a breezy pace and never allows it to get boring.

However, the story itself is quiet pedestrian as there’s no interesting twists. Small town bigots running a questionable trucking operation is about as cliched as it gets and it’s hard to get emotionally invested in the proceedings when you know exactly how it’s going to work out. No new angles get added in and everything from the one-dimensional characters to the paper thin plot is so painfully predictable it becomes genuinely irritating.

The story has more of a herky-jerky structure than a linear one. I thought the whole first two acts would be Vincent dealing with the repeated harassment until he’s had enough and implements a vigilante style response, but instead it becomes more violent vignettes with the bad guys doing something underhanded and then Vincent immediately responding making it seem episodic and like the plot is moving in a circular fashion instead of forward. Shooting it in Tucson, Arizona is alright though the barren, sandy wintertime desert landscape isn’t exactly eye-catching. Having police cars fitted with Confederate flags and cops behaving like southern hicks is out-of-place as Arizona is a western state far removed from the deep south as most of the people living there have come from the north to escape the cold winters and certainly not from places like Alabama like the movie seemingly wants you to believe.

The supporting cast is certainly engaging especially Slim Pickens who manages to always be fun no matter what B-movie he is in, but Vincent is weak. This was reportedly when he first started using cocaine, which culminated in both the downfall of his career and eventually his life. He mentioned that he never felt comfortable with the fame and I suspect it’s because he knew deep down he maybe didn’t really belong. He’s a good-looking guy who in supporting parts had some potential, but as someone trying to carry a film he’s incredibly blah and doesn’t add anything other than the basic reaction shots. Lenz shows a far more interesting energy and the script should’ve been rewritten to make her the truck driver trying to fight a male dominated industry, which would’ve given the movie the unique spin that it needed.

The villain side gets botched as well. Pickens would’ve been okay, but he amounts to being just a throwaway henchman as does Martin Kove, who years later would get remembered as being the mean coach in The Karate Kid. L.Q. Jones though had strong potential and had he been the so-called brains behind the thing it could’ve been forgiven and there’s even a long, drawn-out foot chase between he and Vincent near the end that isn’t bad, but the ultimate culprits turn-out to being this group of non-descript old guys headed by Don Porter best known for playing Sally Field’s widowed father in the TV-Show ‘Gidget’. Now, R.G. Armstrong, who plays Porter’s shyster lawyer, isn’t bad, but Porter doesn’t have enough sleazy flair to give the part any panache making him come-off more like he’s just another stock character. In films like these there needs to be one really nasty mastermind that needs to be taken down and having it get assimilated to an entire group of otherwise non-descript old guys dilutes it too much.

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Even the action seems a bit lacking. Granted there are a few edge-of-your-seat moments like when Vincent gets on top of a moving rig in order to fire a rifle at the driver of another vehicle that’s chasing them and Pickens death scene, in which he gets runover by a truck is pretty shocking too, but other than that the stunts are run-of-the-mill. The ending was a particular letdown as it has Vincent driving his truck through the gate of Porter’s residence and then into the marquee that sits out front, but I wanted him to go all the way and crash through the walls of the plush mansion. I’m sure that would’ve been deemed too expensive to pull-off, but it would’ve given it a more dramatic conclusion and if done in slow motion could’ve been really cool to see and might’ve made sitting through the rest of it worth it.

My Rating: 5 out of 10

Released: July 16, 1975

Runtime: 1 Hour 30 Minutes

Rated PG

Director: Jonathan Kaplan

Studio: Columbia Pictures

Available: DVD-R, Amazon Video, Tubi

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