It's fair to say that certain types will stick together, come hell or higher tide or stormy weather, and they might cause a little friction, with their image and depiction, rubbing up those who take umbrage with their measure. It's a scene that's been repeated over time, on this occasion it's a motorbike they climb, with an attitude that hangs, there is a leadership of gangs, that gets challenged on occasion, like a feud. At its heart there is desire to control, not just machine but all the followers enrolled, like an army on two wheels, cross the their tracks, there's no appeal, as the seasons turn, the novices get bold.

Not quite as engaging as you'd have liked - and why can't American folks play American roles? Perhaps they can't do the accent.

While I have a certain fondness for the movie BIKERIDERS, I still find it to be a rather mediocre title. There's undeniably something off about this film. Despite its fantastic cinematography, perfect locations, and meticulously designed decors, the movie fails to leave a lasting impression. It features a plethora of talented actors, making its failure seem implausible. Yet, by the time the credits rolled, I was left feeling utterly indifferent. Nothing from the supposed storyline stood out or stayed with me.

Even with Michael Shannon, who is one of my favorite actors, the impact was minimal. His brief appearance was so inconsequential that the film wouldn't suffer if it were entirely omitted. Sadly, the same can be said for the rest of the cast. They were equally underutilized and forgettable. This film, with all its potential, ultimately ended up being a colossal waste of talent and opportunity. Despite its visual excellence and strong cast, it fails to deliver a memorable or impactful experience, leaving audiences with a sense of squandered potential.