The
film drives home its cautionary
message against childishness with an increasing immaturity — it's the equivalent
of burying a toddler up to the neck for throwing a tantrum, and though it will predictably (and fairly) be compared against The Hitcher and Duel, the most telling stolen moment in Joy Ride is a cornfield intrigue that substitutes the evil crop duster from North by Northwest for a rumbling semi tractor - trailer that somehow locates its prey in the dead
of night amongst concealing stalks.
The
film's ultimate
message is either too slight or too cryptic,
buried as deeply beneath the narrative as it is, but that's easy to forgive, it being one heck
of a narrative.