As you no doubt know, the 1970s produced a number of American good ol' boy movies involving truckers. This particular one is somewhat different, because it had significant Canadian involvement, in order to take advantage of a tax shelter system that existed there at the time. If you are thinking that the end results are a kind of mishmash between two cultures, you are right. The movie often feels kind of strange, not coming across as either Canadian or American in tone or appearance. But the feel of the movie is not really one of the big problems with the movie. While other good ol' boys movies of this era were packed with action, there is very little action here, and what little there is happens to be choreographed and directed in a manner that's more often than not slow and sluggish. And while other good ol' boys movies had a lot of comic relief, the little humor in the movie is lame and passionless. In fact, the other parts of the movie also share a great lethargic feel. Maybe it was from the fact that most of the movie was shot in the cold Canadian winter (though strangely there are some scenes where there is no trace of snow anywhere on the ground.) Movies like this killed off Peter Fonda's drive-in career.

Not much to see here. A couple guys swashbuckling with big Ken-Tool tire irons. At least this is a movie that accepts the existence of snow. Jerry Reed plays "the Iron Duke," a trucker who wants to make a few more runs and then stay at home. Peter Fonda perhaps should have played a trucker and not brought the biker element into this movie. After the chase with the racecar-laden auto transporter there isn't much to see. One memorable scene is Duke's poignant attempt to defend himself with nothing but a tire knocker. If you like trucker movies, it's your duty to watch High-Ballin' at least once, though. Isn't driving a truck in Canada exciting enough without a typical far-fetched plot? I guess the ultimate truck driving movie would have no plot at all and would be just one big roadeo.

Women are referred to as "beavers", presumably because that's their most important asset. The heroine of this piece gets some foolish ideas that she can drive a truck, and live independently without taking orders from a man. In the end, of course, she learns that only men are capable of punching and killing each other, as well as women, and she accepts her rightful role. Heartwarming.

Does anything happen in this movie? Truckers drive, eat in greasy spoons, have some fistfights...the only good part of the movie is Jerry Reed's theme song, which is a weird country fried disco number. Peter Fonda seems to be wearing his Easy Rider castoffs for much of the film, but must have been on downers when he made this craptastic snooze fest. The ending is ludicrous to say the least.