Road House is a late-80s action flick starring Patrick Swayze, Sam Elliott, Kelly Lynch, Ben Gazzara, Marshall Teague, Sunshine Parker, Jeff Healey, Kevin Tighe, and John Young.
Dalton (Swayze) is a professional bouncer and cooler living in New York. He's something of a legend on the bar scene (I mean, I guess if you work in bars, there might be people in the profession that gain a reputation, though "famous bouncer" just sounds odd on the face of it), and is hired away to a small town in Missouri by a businessman named Tilghman (Tighe). Tilghman has a bar called the Double Deuce and the locals are just way too rowdy. The house band is pretty dope, though, seeing as how it's the Jeff Healey band (Jeff Healey plays a supporting role as Cody, a friend of Dalton's).
So Dalton gets there, disrupts everything by firing the bouncers that suck/deal drugs/bang patrons in the stockroom/steal, and this means he runs afoul of Brad Wesley (Gazzara), Evil Bad Guy and owner of the world's douchiest name. Wesley owns this town, see, and he's not gonna put up with anyone coming in here and preventing him from openly extorting everyone in town.
(A slight aside: One of the things Wesley brags about is that he's been good for the town, bringing in shit like a 7-11, and soon there's going to be a JC Penny. And I'm like, does he think he's going to walk into a JC Penny and try to extort them for 10%? 'Cause I want to see that scene.)
Anyway, Dalton falls in love with an ER doc (Lynch), his mentor Wade (Elliott) comes to visit to help out, and while they continue to annoy Wesley, Wade gives Dalton some very good advice: Fucking leave. Wesley is nuts, he's quite happy to blow shit up/burn shit down to keep his power base, and unless you're willing to make this personal, you should bounce (but like, "bounce" meaning "leave," not "bounce" meaning "kick troublemakers out of bars"). Dalton does not bounce, Wade winds up stabbed, and Dalton goes on a rampage in Wesley's mansion, culminating in the best moment in the movie that doesn't involve Swayze or Elliott:
Road House gets slotted into the "so bad it's good" genre sometimes, but I think it kinda works. Sure, there are some things that are flat-out ridiculous (Brad Wesley literally blowing up buildings without any response from any authority comes to mind; sure, he pays off the cops, but like, he pays off the DAs, the judges, the firefighters, the ATF?). The reason I think it works, though, is that the movie takes enough time to let us get to know the supporting cast and see the town (and the bar) working and changing. Wesley isn't just stealing money, he's squeezing a community, and because the movie doesn't shy away form letting us meet the people of that community, there's actually some weight when the auto parts store burns down or Emmett (Parker) nearly dies in a barn explosion.
Likewise, while we never quite learn about Dalton's past entirely, we learn enough to know him and what he's about. The only thing that really rattles him is when people bring up the fact that he killed a dude, and then when he has to do it again (when facing off against Teague's Jimmy, whose super-power is that he escaped from a GI Joe cartoon), there's some emotional payoff.
As is often the case in movies like this, the romance is the bit I find difficult. Not because it's entirely unfounded (there are some ethical concerns with doctors dating their patients, but eh, she stables his side once at the ER and there's no hint that that the doctor/patient relationship goes any further), but because Kelly Lynch doesn't actually seem that interested, even when she's clearly supposed to be. Also the spray tan isn't really doing her any favors, but that's a small point.
This is all more analysis than Road House probably deserves, but then, the first cut of the movie was supposedly 3 hours long and went into the supporting cast a lot more, and I'd...actually kind of like to see it, so what's that say?
Grade: B+
Rewatch Value: High
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