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This movie manages to be excruciatingly boring despite the premise. I caught glimpses of it on Tubi; the part where the truck hangs over the crumbling rickety bridge. I immediately ordered it on Amazon to have in my collection. Joining Arduous Ordeal movies like Fitzcarraldo, Emperor of the North and Sorceror. The aforementioned films were utterly magnificent in scope and intensity.

Wages of Fear promised great things in the highlights, desperate men pitted against oblivion, outwitting death by their ingenuity and animal desperation. I relished the thought of watching tense white knuckle moments unfold brilliantly.

I caught the rest of the movie when I had a chance and was completely disappointed. The moments of tension were sparse and fleeting, what was in large quantity was a lot of nonsensical interplay and talking.

The characters are totally unlikeable and they did some of the most unintuitive things while carrying a highly volatile substance like drive the truck at full galloping speed over rough terrain, almost rear ending the other truck laden with the explosives, backing up onto a rickety crumbling bridge as to almost fall over when clearly they didn't have to. Oh, there was a scene where one cretinous slobby man runs towards an explosion while everyone else takes cover in the other direction!

It looked like scenes were merely spliced together as the movie was disjointed, no sense of continuity.

All that was bad enough but the worst was the washed out appearance of this film, it looked like liquid bleach spilled onto every frame, what a mess from A-Z this turkey was. I canceled my order on Amazon, thankfully it didn't go thru yet.

If you want action, suspense, dread and an entertaining thrill ride, watch Sorceror (1977) Emperor of the North (1973) or Fitzcarraldo (1982) Those directors, William Friedkin, Robert Aldrich and Werner Herzog were utter masters at crafting coherent films that could put you on edge. This French waste is despicable and trash! I went by the stills of the sweaty old man bellowing in agony as a promise of great things, turns out that old man in Wages of Fear constantly wore that face at the slightest discomfort, no psychology in this movie.

If gratuitous talking and lamenting in a foreign language appeals to you, if you suffer from too much happiness in your life, if you have an unbridled love of watching white blur overexposed film, then you have found Zen with this atrocity.

This movie's concept seems to hold potential for a fantastic revenge film, it even starts out fine but after the first act; it becomes a protracted bore. I found myself asking if this was the same film? It devolves into a dry arduous police procedural.

Im only giving another star to make it 2 stars because of the Skipper from Gillian's Island.

Clint Eastwood and Pat Hingle have a lot of discourses about the law, Sergio Leone would never allow a film to become boring by straying off like this disaster. I could not believe a Western could manage this depth of dullness. Eastwood's American Westerns are almost all boring.

The collection of stories are so dreary, the languid English just don't impart the energy needed to thrill. The nadir of the stories was the Peter Cushing Arthur Grimsdyke segment. Cushing looked like Peter Fonda as the revenant corpse, he gives off these psychedelic hippie vibes, I fast forward.

It had especially somber and wayward feels. Give me the grubby high energy American series anyway over this.

The stories were not the best, apathy, solemness, detached performances; steeped in atypical British dryness, not fun elements. A bad telling of the stories began by William Gaines, a travesty really.