Supervan
1977
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Watch your donkey… smokey’s gonna getcha.
In the 1970s the tricked out custom van promised a way to escape, to show off, and create a little rolling den of pleasure where you could indulge in all the sex, drugs, and easy listening soft rock that you could bear. Splash some art on the side with a wizard riding a tiger and you have all the makings of a fad turned minor subculture that is ripe for exploitation through some quickly thrown together movies. Supervan tosses in an extremely mild science-fiction element in the form the actual Supervan itself, but really this is just a surface element in a film that is almost entirely surface.
"So what do we do here at the van-in?" "You're looking at it." |
If you want a plot, I’d look elsewhere. Actually, I would avoid the vansploitation genre entirely (see Mag Wheels (1978) for another example). If you are here to see some vans and a little slice of 1970s ephemera then dive right in. Once Supervan assembles its characters and they arrive at the Van-In, the film is mostly vignettes of various counter-culture types hanging out. There is even an odd cameo by author Charles Bukowski during a wet t-shirt contest. I can only assume Bukowski was in the neighborhood at the time and decided to show up. It is pretty fascinating to see a lot of homemade van paint jobs, there is a kind of simplicity and earnestness to it all especially in the face of a modern age where everyone strives to be as slick and professional as possible.
It's as ugly as it is impractical. |
Make no mistake, Supervan is hot garbage. The acting is bad, the plot is non-existent, and it looks terrible. The vans are kind of neat though. For all its flaws Supervan offers no commentary just a snapshot of a moment that could have been lost over time, but was it a time worth remembering?
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