“What is this, anyway – some kind of masculine power-trip?” demands The Girl (Laurie Bird) petulantly. Well, Monte Hellman’s Two-Lane Blacktop is less than that – and more. By some way the finest of the ‘existential road-trip’ cycle of the late ’60s and early ’70s – others being Easy Rider, Vanishing Point and Electra Glide In Blue – the film’s as stripped down as the dust-grey ’55 Chevy that The Driver and The Mechanic drag-race down the back roads of America. (In case you’re wondering, no one in this movie has a name.)
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