Road House closes up shop for good and all with the title superimposed over Jeff Healey’s crotch. Oh sure, you can say it’s a shot of his hands, or his guitar, or his hands on the guitar, but facts are facts. That’s the words ROAD HOUSE and that’s Jeff Healey’s crotch. It would be foolish to deny it.
And yet it’s nothing more than a return to form. The opening title of Road House is superimposed over a woman’s ass. That’s a communicative detail same as this is. They’re an indication that this movie is primal, instinctive, biologically raw. It’s about fighting, fucking, or fleeing, depending on the person and the needs of the moment. It’s a film about butts and balls. If Road House were a body part it would be someone’s bathing suit area. It makes sense to end this way. Leave us on a high note, Road House.
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