Just not that compelling
Timothy "Speed" Levitch is a tour guide on NYC's Gray Line bus tours. On the bus, he's given to anecdotes,
architectural facts, quotes from authors, and his own skewed view of the city he loves. Off the bus,
however, he rambles sometimes almost incoherently about his own life philiosophy, experiences, and feelings.
This could be so much better. And it's not Levitch's fault; it's the filmmakers.
Thank god Bennett Miller got out of the documentary genre and is sticking to
things like "Capote" -- which he can have more control over.
This film is a mess, structurally.
Just basic things are never addressed:
--why is he called "Speed"?
--just what is "the cruise" or "cruising" that he always speaks about
--what about his early life -- why is he this way?
The filmmakers never bother to ask any of these questions.
If they have, and just left them out of the film, they've made a serious mistake.
"Crusing" seems to be Levitch's term for feeling positive and getting through
life with the least resistance. It's also how he refers to taking a loop around
Manhattan with a tour group. It also seems -- subconsciously -- to be what he
claims is the sole reason he gives the tours: to pick up women, believe it or
not.
Instead, they give us scenes of Levitch telling some ancient parable by a pond
in Central Park (a story that makes absolutely no sense and is impossible to follow)
and showing him standing in front of a tour group chewing on a slice of pizza with his mouth open.
They show Levitch's mug shots but never explain what he was arrested for. And
Levitch then just rambles on about what he WOULD have said to the judge, had he been
allowed to speak.
They show him on the Brooklyn Bridge emoting about how he feels at one with the landmark,
and then cursing out people from his past, like the kids who once
wouldn't share a banana with him.
Do they like this guy or are they making fun of him?
And, unfortunately, in less that ten years "The Cruise" doesn't stand the test
of time. It feels dated, and painfully so. Levitch, near the end of the film,
does something which he has earlier recommended to others. He stands between
the two World Trade Center towers, spins himself around, and then lays on the
ground and looks up. It feels, he says, like the towers are crashing down
around you. Ouch.
The problem is the choices they have made. With the undoubted hours of footage
they must have on this guy, THESE are things they have chosen to include in this film?
The average person will probably have the same reaction. At times, Timothy
"Speed" Levitch is an interesting character. At too many other times in this short (76 minute) film,
his self-absorption just isn't that compelling.