The Wages of Fear

Utterly unique. The most suspenseful or second most suspenseful movie I've ever seen. The first hour is a boring but absolutely necessary preparatory manoeuvre for an uncompromising and formally riveting spectacle, which even today ranks in my eyes among the top of several genres. Rarely do we, as viewers, feel such fear and excitement just because the camerawork is flawless and the actors perform as if their lives depended on it, and it's really rare how the psychologically and visually exquisite anxiety builds up precisely throughout the long 150 minutes. The closing five minutes may be a bit too out of context, but the rest is undoubtedly among the best cinema has to offer – I've probably never been this emotionally drained after a black and white film. 100% (19/05/2014)

A film that is 60 years old, two and a half hour long and yet it kept me in suspense the way not many things can. The Wages of Fear aroused a brutal fear in me, so it fulfilled its goal. Some might be upset that the film drags a lot in the first hour. For me, it was possibly the best part. During the first hour the story was basically non-existent. The cameraman walked around the village with a camera and filmed the lives of French workers. He watched what they did, how they worked and what they dreamed about. For a sixty-year-old film there were some pretty interesting ideas. For example, nowadays you couldn’t even imagine living like that. Well, things were different back then. After all of this, however, it turns into pure despair, and the film left me with a huge lump in my stomach from the stress it caused me. Well done, that’s exactly what I had imagined it to be. (15/10/2013)

It’s hard to say which version is better. Both have their emotional peak, the French one in the form of a crossing over an oil pond and its tragic consequence, while Friedkin's has an unforgettable scene a crossing a rope bridge over a raging river. Otherwise they are both completely different and complement each other beautifully. Perhaps only the French original has an unnecessarily long introductory part, which lasts more than an hour and needs to be cut, but otherwise it is a hearty portion of first-class filmmaking. And young Yves Montand looked like David Gahan from Depeche Mode :o) (01/11/2016)

A textbook thriller. Luckily I saw Friedkin’s remake before this (let’s be honest, although it’s excellent, it doesn’t come anywhere near this pearl of cinematography), because this ride is... well, hold on tight! A great introduction sequence, overflowing with snappy lines (the choice of dubbers was perfect) and then nerve-racking journey with the truck full of rattling crates of nitroglycerin. None of it can compete with the qualities of Friedkin’s bridge crossing, but in terms of characters, this one wins hands down. The actors led by Yves Montand and Charles Vanel are perfect for their roles and particularly Montand’s Mario is a perfect swine. "A man who drinks only water wants to order me around like some lord. Rosa, bring water, the gentleman is thirsty." (20/02/2011)

First, it seems like a social drama from the slums, but as soon as we hit the road with trucks full of nitroglycerin and guys who are only after money, it becomes an incredible drama. The term thriller is not misleading at all. There are great scenes here that are a disaster in themselves, but they promise an even more oppressive ending. (25/11/2014)