Summary
Clyde’s taxi, a rattling Ford that wheezes like a consumptive poet, is the last wheeled romantic in a city already sold to the highest bidder. Every fare he loses to a sleek rival fleet is another syllable erased from his personal epic; every sneering cop who shoves his hood is a censor blue-penciling his stanzas. His girl, a flapper with bee-stung lips, prefers the velvet purr of a competitor’s Packard, leaving our hero clutching a steering wheel that suddenly feels like a laurel wreath made of thorns. So he drives—through midnight rain that slicks the cobblestones into black sonnets, through dawn fog that smells of coal smoke and unwritten manifestos—until the machine becomes an extension of his ribcage, gears beating in iambic pentameter. In the final reel he outwits the corporate wolves by turning the city itself into a collaborator: narrow alleys yawning like secret doors, streetcar bells applauding, gutters spitting sparks as tires kiss them. The chase is less a race than a kinetic poem whose last stanza leaves the rivals capsized in a lake of their own hubris while Clyde, clothes plastered to his wiry frame, smiles the half-secret smile of a man who has rewritten the urban atlas in his own ink.
Synopsis
Clyde is a chauffeur trying to make a living running a taxi but his rivals in business grab off all his customers, a policeman shoves his auto out of the way and his best girl turns him down. Finally he becomes adept in maneuvering his machine from place to place, and bests his business rivals.
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