Rubber

Rubber is a film about a psychotic killer tire. Yes, a tire - as in Michelin, Goodyear, and Bridgestone:

Rubber is the story of Robert, an inanimate tire that has been abandoned in the desert and then suddenly and inexplicably comes to life. As Robert roams the bleak landscape, he discovers that he possesses terrifying telepathic powers that give him the ability to destroy anything he wishes. At first content to prey on discarded objects and small desert creatures, his attention soon turns to humans, especially a beautiful and mysterious woman who crosses his path. Leaving a swath of destruction behind, Robert becomes a chaotic force and truly a movie villain for the ages.

Here's Robert on a lonely highway pondering his next psychopathic move.

Andrew O'Heir reviewed the film for Salon. Much grittier than Cars. Sort of like Natural Born Killers meets Christine (minus the chassis) with some Carrie thrown in. If Javier Bardem's character in No Country for Old Men came back as a car part. . . .

Okay, I'm out of film/tire analogies. Nothing much more needs to be said about this other than it's awesome and it's bringing up all my tire trust issues. Oh, and that mobility is the key to his reign of terror. A violent side view mirror or fender just wouldn't pack the same punch.

(via Salon)