How the fuck can I begin to explain a film like Rubber? For anyone who doesn't know, Rubber is the story of an inanimate tire who has been abandoned in the desert in shit knows where for.. No reason. After a pretty fucking brilliant monologue explaining that this film is a tribute to no reason, we follow Robert as he rolls through the desert experimenting with his power of psychokinesis to explode heads.And why else would a tire explode heads? No fucking reason..
The best way I could explain a film like this is "an adult Disney film." It just makes sense, from the score (extremely well done by Gaspard Auge and Mr. Ozio) to the fact that it has some weird, feel good attitude. Try not to smile as you witness this tire clumsily make his way through town and develop a strange interest in a beautiful European woman and blow up whoever's head he deems necessary.
It's a beautiful film that never slumps to a dull moment, constantly giving you the elbow in the ribs saying, "Get it? Get it?" which sounds ridiculous but it never stoops to the level you think it might and maintains a certain integrity throughout.
I feel awful, I'm going to bed. Rubber is on VOD and makes a limited theatrical run on April 1st, it's really just something you need to see to believe.
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