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We’ve all owned cars we swore were possessed by the Devil, but nothing on wheels matches the demonic 1958 Plymouth Fury hardtop that wreaked murderous havoc in the 1983 horror movie Christine, written by Steven King and directed by John Carpenter, of Halloween fame.
Christine is a killing machine that does its own bodywork, even after being burnt to a crisp while running down a rotten bully in a blaze of gory. That, by the way, is one of the most insanely over-the-top scenes you’ll ever witness.
I had my own version of Christine years ago. When I was young and dumb I fell hard for an 86 Chrysler LeBaron GTS with a Turbo-4. The car had so many problems that it was truly dangerous to drive! Of course, that did not stop me from driving it halfway across the country to spend time with a girl I met in college! I had the car for 6 months and in that time I had problems with literally every major component-system on that car! That includes steering, brakes, transmission, AC, engine, electrical system, etc… Finally it caught fire as the devil’s way of returning to hell. I did not name it Christine, although that name crossed my mind as I was well aware of the movie. Instead I named my car ‘Stubborn Bi***’. It seemed quite appropriate to my 21-year old brain! When she finally caught fire, had she not been in front of someone’s house I would have stood over the car and laughed hysterically! One of the best nights of my life to that point. Cheap women and cheap cars will get us into trouble every time! LOL
This makes me remember the Plymouth Fury (year?) I had in my senior year. I nicknamed it Kahotz (spelling?)
I dunno- all the cars I owned that I was sure were possessed didn’t want to do anything or go anywhere; Christine does all kinds of heinous stuff without Arnie even being there.
Who wouldn’t want a self-repairing classic Mopar that hunted down and eliminated one’s enemies while one slept? Of course, trying to kill the BF and girlfriend is right out, but still.
My devil cars just usually decided to plant roots at random places, or have flammable-fluid filled components fail in epic- and very public- ways.
I did have an incendiary Pinto; it never caught fire (curses), but it did eat a left front wheel bearing, locking then blowing the left front at 60+ mph on a rural Indiana highway. Had yon oncoming farmer been 15-20mph faster, mayhap the accursed Pinto would have lived up to the rep, and I would have been ashed.
Loved the movie- the casting was perfect, and the car sublime. I much prefer the "Rocket Age" design vernacular over the meth-addled, leave no surface un-"designed", Japanese cartoon language we are inflicted with now. You know what I mean, Camry/Prius/Civic/Lexus/Cadillac/Ford/Camaro/Malibu/any small SUV/etc owners.
One of my all time favorite cars was a 1956 Plymouth Fury that my mother had purchased new. She gave me the car when I was in college. I never had any trouble with the car except for the alarming rate that it went through mufflers and tail pipes. I really wish I had that car today.
You guys forgot The Car with James Brolin, Hot Rod, California Kid, Catch me if you Can.
Some you listed are real car movies and some….well…🤷🏻♂️?