Torque
The film follows Cary Ford, who is framed for the murder of the brother of Trey, leader of the most feared biker gang in the country. Ford goes on the run in an attempt to clear his name, while the FBI and multiple groups of motorcycle-mounted marauders chase after him.
16 October 1982, Denver, Colorado, USA
20 February 1978, Montebello, California, USA
19 July 1950
16 April 1971, Burnage, England, UK
16 August 1976, Warsaw, Mazowieckie, Poland
22 March 1971, Arlington, Virginia, USA
April 19, 1969 in Lynwood, California, USA
30 July 1977, Kinston, North Carolina, USA
3 July 1972, St. Louis, Missouri, USA
12 October 1972
16 February 1979, Binghamton, New York, USA
28 December 1964, New Orleans, Louisiana, USA
18 March 1972, Boston, Massachusetts, USA
8 October 1974, Auckland, New Zealand
22 November 1967, Boston, Massachusetts, USA
6 September 1972, Chicago, Illinois, USA
May 26, 2004
If you want to see Matrix on bikes, Torque is the stuff. Just as long as you don't want any of that... what do they call it? Acting or something?
January 17, 2004
Produces little in the way of rotation, torsion or anything else that could be roughly diagrammed as excitement.
January 16, 2004
The script here is irredeemably 2 fetid and 2 foolish.
May 06, 2004
Torque is so awful it would have embarrassed Roger Corman forty years ago.
December 29, 2010
Silly and violent, mostly comprised of stunts.
January 20, 2004
Thankfully, Torque knows what it wants to be ... and flashes a jocular self-awareness about its genre affiliation.
January 16, 2004
A towering bore.
April 29, 2009
A low grade really bad action flick without a single brain cell in its head...
February 24, 2004
A very loud movie, loud in every way. It's loud with noise of motorbikes, and it's loud with overacting and loud with gravity-defying effects that seem ultimately ridiculous
January 16, 2004
Even the more attention-grabbing scenes are too obviously faked to build suspense, and too confusingly cut to sustain continuity.
March 16, 2004
Blessed with a tongue-in-cheek script, plenty of burning-rubber chases, and a sense of its own ridiculousness.
January 16, 2004
The loudest, trashiest, stupidest, cheesiest celebration of ritualized male aggression of 2004.
