Shuttle: Yet Another Blood-Soaked Argument for Public Transportation

Truly Indie

“OMG! Does this mean we don’t have to tip?”

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Opens at Varsity, Fri., March 13. Rated R. 99 minutes.

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More About

• Tony Curran
• Peyton List
• Michael Fimognari
• Transportation
• Air Travel

Next time, spring for a cab. Sadly, there may not be a next time for two young women and three men whose ride home on an L.A. airport shuttle goes hellishly awry. Lifelong friends Mel (Peyton List) and Jules (Cameron Goodman) and two horny guys they met in baggage claim (James Snyder and Dave Power) jump aboard a discount shuttle along with a mousy businessman (Cullen Douglas). Soon the driver (Tony Curran) pulls a gun, straps everyone in with seat belts that can't be unfastened, and heads for an industrial part of town where there's nary a car or cop in sight. First-time writer-director Edward Anderson piles on the plot twists, some of them clever and surprising, though there isn't much joy in the telling. As shot by cinematographer Michael Fimognari, the interior of the shuttle is sometimes too dark to make out the action, and the film runs long. Still, the well-acted third act is effectively intense, if maddeningly illogical. But hey, we don't go to these movies for logic, do we?