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  • Greg Steele
    full article on-line here, need to be registered http://www.nytimes.com/2004/06/02/arts/television/02HEFF.html?th
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      full article on-line here, need to be registered
      http://www.nytimes.com/2004/06/02/arts/television/02HEFF.html?th

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      A Gas-Guzzling Revenge Plot Meets Souped-Up Sales Pitch
      By VIRGINIA HEFFERNAN

      Published: June 2, 2004


      "The Last Ride," which appears tonight on USA, is a brazen commercial
      for Pontiac that is souped up to look sort of like a car-chase movie.
      The network has made no pretense about this, hyping its achievement
      as a "unprecedented integrated marketing opportunity." You can't skip
      the ads without missing the movie.

      Sure enough, gleaming cars with fantastic handling are never far from
      view, or earshot, as roaring engines and singing brakes dominate the
      soundtrack. During a scene at a car show, no less, a woman in leather
      even recites the mantra of Pontiac's new sports car: "Zero to 60 in
      5.3 seconds!"

      Fortunately, this 84-minute commercial stars Dennis Hopper, looking
      sheepish but amused, and it is not dreadful. What's more, in so
      boldly juxtaposing its themes of brand loyalty and blood loyalty, the
      show turns the corporate cultivation of rebel spirit into a gleeful
      goof. What? Advertising during a television movie? By a car company
      claiming to be cool? Lighten up.

      So here's the story. Matt Purnell (Chris Carmack), a cop's son and
      aspiring hood, is also the grandson of a hood, Ronnie Purnell (Mr.
      Hopper), who was put away in 1970 for robbing banks. Matt and Ronnie
      team up to avenge Ronnie's arrest.

      If it takes a minute to accept that people whose parents were hippies
      in 1970 are themselves now bald squares — parents of cool kids, not
      cool kids themselves — it is worth making that adjustment to witness
      the tender love between today's "O.C."-type pranksters and their
      rebel heroes from 30 years ago. With his love of fast cars and pit-
      crew clothes, Matt is a human footnote to Ashton Kutcher; he is so
      insouciant and cute as to be chided for posturing by his pals. (You
      can imagine him watching "Easy Rider" and loving it.)

      It makes perfect sense, then, that Matt admires Ronnie, whose release
      from prison kicks off the plot. Mr. Hopper is in fine form. As he has
      for years, he looks much sadder than, say, Jack Nicholson, as though
      the mayhem of drugs and bikes really did force on him a lifelong
      reckoning. Stiff around the shoulders, with mournful eyes, Mr. Hopper
      is believable as an ex-con.

      With the exception of one car chase and one drag race, the first half
      of the movie is a lecture on its plot. We learn that Ronnie went to
      jail for an altruistic crime, during which his wife was murdered. His
      son, Aaron (Will Patton), was left in the custody of sinister
      security executive Darryl Kurtz (Fred Ward), and became a police
      detective. Aaron's own son, Matt, quit school to hang out with his
      girl (Nadine Velazquez), a curvy mechanic with a welding torch, and
      some bad seeds who hang out and make cars run like greased lightning.
      If Matt is going to go straight, he is going to have to learn from
      his jailbird grandpa, who is seeking revenge on the evil Kurtz.

      In all this exposition one glaring element of the story is left to
      speak for itself. That is, of course, the overbearing presence of
      Pontiacs: new ones, old ones, S.U.V.'s, race cars, luxury cars,
      Bonnevilles and GTO's. Logos abound, as well as shiny prototypes, and
      one standout conversation goes like this:

      Ronnie: "You kids today don't know how to handle a V8?"

      Matt: "Don't need it. This one's got quarter-inch lines, hotshot 421
      headers, Tenzo intake and exhaust, and an NX noz system."

      There's no hiding it: everyone here, especially Mr. Hopper, is
      shilling. As his Ronnie points out, everyone hated the establishment
      in the 60's; but this rage, the movie makes clear, has gone the way
      of the carburetor. General Motors is thus free to present itself as
      our delinquent pal, and our link to America's lawless past. After
      all, part of what Matt admires about Grandpa Jailbird is his
      virtuosity with a car, and in particular a '69 GTO.

      Advertising has steadily migrated into programming during the past
      several years, with shows like "American Idol" and "Survivor"
      embracing product placement. Maybe this show, which goes further than
      any in memory toward total desegregation, will provoke an outcry;
      probably people just won't watch it.

      That's good revenge. Still, there is some fun in "The Last Ride," as
      Mr. Hopper and Mr. Ward slip into two boomer prototypes: the burnout
      and the yuppie. As Mr. Carmack and Mr. Patton act around these
      notional figures, the movie becomes an allegory of decade-based
      American history. As you might predict, something happens to the men
      that reconciles the present with the recent past, and that past with
      a more distant past. But what brings the movie home, finally, is that
      Matt ends up with the 2004 Pontiac GTO, and makes it to 60 m.p.h. in
      5.3 seconds. It's touching.

      THE LAST RIDE

      USA, tonight at 8, Eastern and Pacific times; 7, Central time

      Directed by Guy Norman Bee; Rob Cohen, Angela Mancuso and Bruce
      Mellon, executive producers; written by Ron McGee.

      WITH: Dennis Hopper (Ronnie Purnell), Will Patton (Aaron Purnell),
      Chris Carmack (Matt Purnell), Fred Ward (Darryl Kurtz) and Nadine
      Velazquez (J. J.).
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