I
first saw "Duel" in 1971. I was an American
teenager, living with my family in Quebec, watching
an "ABC Movie of the Week" on an old, portable
black and white
TV with fair reception.
I was amazed and thrilled at what I was watching.
I was also quite scared. I now know that I was watching
Steven Spielberg's first commercial direction of
a TV movie, released when he was 25.
Richard
Matheson penned the original screenplay for "Duel".
Matheson is a prolific screenwriter, responsible
for memorable screen moments for almost fifty years.
Spielberg's
interpretation of "Duel" begins
by using a clever camera perspective to visually
insert the viewer in a passenger car driver's seat,
heading eastward from the busy suburb of Garden Grove,
California to an increasingly lonely desert highway
in the Southwest. Once the setting is established,
camera angles shift to reveal to us the driver, David
Mann, whom we learn is a mild-mannered traveling
salesman.
Dennis
Weaver portrays David Mann, which was an excellent
casting choice. As a native of the Southwest, Weaver "fits" into
the environment. A versatile actor, Weaver convincingly
demonstrates fundamental character traits that
would be tested on this journey: rationality and
decency, a policy of non-confrontation, and a susceptibility
to incapacitating stress.
In the desert isolation, Mann catches up to a slow-moving,
grimy Peterbilt tanker truck. With some difficulty,
he passes the truck, and continues his journey. At
a service station, where he and the truck stop, we
learn that his car needs service. Through a phone
call to his wife, we learn that he has to get back
home quickly, he has a habit of avoiding confrontations,
and he gets frustrated easily. Mann is able to see
the boots of the truck driver, but that's about all.
As
he leaves the service station, he realizes that
the truck he earlier passed is now following him.
Soon the truck passes him, then slows down in front
of him and weaves its way up a steep grade. "I
don't believe it", mutters Mann. It's hot, Mann
is pressed for time, and this polluting tanker wants
to play road games. The games turn deadly when the
truck driver finally waves for Mann to passinto
the path of an oncoming truck. Mann avoids the accident
this time, but later he is run off of the road by
the truck into a wooden fence.
"That truck driver tried to kill me!" he
says to those who help him from his car. But the
desert natives are focusing on what happened to him "out
there"; his story does not register with them.
He's shaken to the core. Who would have expected
to encounter a homicidal truck driver in the middle
of the desert
At a nearby truck stop, he tries to collect himself
mentally and physically, with little success. He's
stressed out, but at least it's over, until the tanker
truck unexpectedly reappears outside the front window.
He's got to do something to stop this madness, but
what Try to identify the driver by his shoes Walk
up to him and try to smooth things over His efforts
to negotiate some sort of truce with whoever the
driver is leaves him stomach-punched, bereft of support
from the locals, and still unsure of the murderous
truck driver's identity is. Mann must resume his
journey and continue to duel with his 18-wheel assailant.
"Duel"'s
plot builds suspense using several techniques.
You relate to Mann's predicament, because you sat
in Mann's seat as he began his journey.
It's hot and isolated in the desert.
Mann is under pressure to make time.
The truck is really big and fast. Monstrous.
Mann's car is underpowered and underserviced (a
commonly shared nightmare experience - the car that
will let you down at the worst possible moment).
The
unseen driver pursues with insistent, murderous,
intent. Weaver's comments are slightly reminiscent
of Butch Cassidy's "Who are those guys" comments
uttered onscreen in 1969 while being pursued by relentless
lawmen.
Plot twists consistently mislead Mann and the audience
regarding the identity and the motives of the pursuer.
The only certainties in this movie are Mann's anxieties
and the ever-presence of danger.
Spielberg's direction applies several key techniques
to enhance the suspense.
Camera angles initially place the viewer in the
driver's seat. The image of the pursuing truck is
too big for the screen, often you can only see the
menacing bumper and grille, just as if you were viewing
the behemoth through your rear window. We see Mann
in his environment, in the rear view mirror. Quick,
tightly edited images cover Mann and his pursuer.
Mann's running commentary provides the focus. We
know what Mann is thinking, how he reacts and feels
in all situations.
There's never an image of the driver, the soul behind
the wheel of the truck which pursues Mann with unyielding,
unstoppable, murderous intent. The menacing pursuit
is by a melding of man and machine, and the insistent,
deadly intent now reminds us of a great white shark
that we have seen on screen.
There's
almost no sound track, rather a series of sound
effects to supplement the action at climatic moments.
Most of the sound effects in "Duel" are
terrifying enough: the roar of the truck engines,
the squeal of tires, the blast of train, truck, and
car horns.
Special effects are kept to a minimum. There's no
need. The sounds and sight of the pursuing ta nker
trucks are real and scary enough.
The net result is that we are never sure how this
movie is going to end.
This
year, I watched "Duel" again on videotape,
using a color TV. I find that color added little
to the story as presented. The desert sky was now
strikingly blue, as was David Mann's shirt. There
was very little color required of that malevolent
grey tanker truck I was surprised that Mann was driving
an ORANGE Plymouth Valiant. There aren't too many
orange cars in circulation. Come to think of it,
how many Plymouth Valiants remain on the highway
The odd thought occurs to me that "Duel" may
have been responsible for the demise of a line of
automobiles.
I
now realize that, back in 1971, I lost little by
watching "Duel" in black
and white. In fact, the action appeared more stark
and compelling.
I am again struck by the quality of Weaver's acting.
If this movie was reshot today, I believe that only
actors of the ability of Harrison F ord or Tom Hanks
could do an equivalent job of believably portraying
Mann's panic and bewilderment from start to finish.
After
twenty-eight years, I see little in "Duel" that
seems stale or anachronistic. "Duel" ages
well because the suspense continually builds, the
editing is tight, the camera angles are unique, the
sound effects are great, and Weaver's portrayal is
genuine.
I
think North American moviegoers would enjoy seeing
a digitally remastered "Duel" re-released
for a week in movie theaters.
I
do not know much of the history behind the filmmaking
of "Duel", and I am reluctant to reference
second-hand research, or repeat tales that may not
be true. I can factually state that "Duel" was
first released in North America as an ABC TV-movie,
and that the video version currently released represents
the uncut version that was distributed to European
theater audiences. Duel received impressive reviews
after its release, and the movie is now widely regarded
as a suspense classic, one of the best made-for-television
movies ever made. Spielberg's direction in particular
received critical acclaim.
"Duel" and the subsequent release of "Mad
Max", also made a social impact. Once viewed,
reporters found it easier to define and coin the
term "road rage" to describe the behavior
that sadly still exists, and seems to occur more
often on American highways.
*****
Dennis Weaver is not only a fine, versatile actor
with a very respectable body of work, but he is
also a concerned citizen and an active environmentalist.
Take the time to browse http://www.dennisweaver.com
to learn more about what Dennis is doing to promote
ecologically responsible habitat. We have been
fortunate to see Dennis Weaver act in many roles,
including "Chester" in Gunsmoke, the
Emmy-award winning series "McCloud",
and in several provocative and interesting television
movies. I would enjoy watching him again in new
roles, if he so chooses.