How a director with such artistic and influential flair can direct anything as boring as Fast Company truly astounds me. Director David Cronenberg is sure to have a handful of misfires behind him, but this leap away from body horror fests is a disaster waiting to happen, as he tries to capture the Americanised love of the road and fast cars. There’s nothing wrong with trying out something new if you are to make it interesting, but this feels like something anybody could direct.
Quite possibly the biggest problem of the piece is that it lacks that specific flair Cronenberg can bring to a movie. In turn, it’s near impossible to struggle through this uninterestingly bland piece of film. Perhaps this can be blamed on the screenplay, the first movie Cronenberg directed where he didn’t pen the script himself. Fair play to Cronenberg, whose love of cars is really his main reason for doing this, but if you’re not a fan of cars and what makes them interesting, the plot of Fast Company has the potential to alienate you beyond belief.
Incredibly, the worst part of Fast Company is simply how it feels like nothing. Not a single worthwhile scene, performance or piece of design is hidden away, tucked behind a unique camera angle or action-packed scene. It feels like a film made for television, its weighted camera angles and static movement from barely interesting nobodies blending together into a piece of film that would be better suited to padding out a free two hours on the broadcasting schedule than something you should pay to see in a movie theatre.
Starring William Smith and John Saxon, Fast Company follows the dynamic of aging racecar driver Lonnie Johnson (William Smith). The story mainly follows the anxieties and anger between Lonnie and Gary Black (Cedric Smith). Tantalising car races, for those that enjoy watching racing of any type or playing the Cars videogame, Fast Company will be right up your street. My bias comes from a loathing of these topics, a pure hatred for watching cars go round and round a track over and over until eventually they’re told to stop by a black and white flag being shaken up and down.
A lot of the issues genuinely come from such genuinely poor writing and acting. Most of it is down to how generic the feel of the film is, but Cronenberg is as much at fault for that as the cast. His lack of interesting display in the field of direction is just as bad as the actors’ inability to care for their work and performances.
Fast Company provides me nothing of use on a personal level due to my lack of interest in the subject, nor does it provide me anything credible or interesting with the direction of David Cronenberg. He seems to have had a major misfire with this one, yet this seems to be a hidden gem of his filmography, loved by those that were wanting a film that didn’t bring Cronenberg any of his typically brilliant dramatic or horrifying imagery. A bland, emotionless and boring film is worse than you could possibly imagine.