Dolan’s Cadillac: A Dusty Ride with a V8 Engine

Alright folks, picture this: Christian Slater behind the wheel of a Cadillac, and he ain’t off to any fancy Stockholm gala. Instead, he’s cruising through the desert with a sinister smirk that could give even the grumpy old man on the bench at Kungsträdgården a run for his money. “Dolan’s Cadillac,” based on a Stephen King story, revs up with potential but occasionally stalls along the way.

Let’s start with Slater—he’s the guy we all love from “Heathers” and “True Romance.” Here, he channels some of that bad-boy charm, which is always a treat. The film features Wes Bentley too, the guy from “American Beauty” with those piercing eyes. His character Robinson is a man on a mission, driven by revenge. It’s kind of like when you get a pebble in your shoe walking along Drottninggatan, it just gnaws at you till you do something about it.

But, you know, the film itself has pacing issues, like a bus that’s late when you’re trying to get to Slussen on a Saturday night. It shifts between being a gritty thriller and, well, something that feels more like a TV movie of our childhoods. And those of us who grew up watching “Sommarlov” can tell when it lacks that real spice.

A memory bubbled up while watching—it reminded me of a summer road trip through Skåne. My cousin lost a bet and had to listen to my endless renditions of “Sommartider” in the car. The barren roads, the laughs, and those Swedish summer days are encapsulated in the film’s atmosphere, minus the whole criminal underworld thing.

Overall, “Dolan’s Cadillac” is like a well-cooked köttbullar: satisfying but not something you’d rave on about to your dinner guests. If you’re in the mood for some desert dust and Cadillac fumes mixed with a touch of King’s flair, give it a spin. But don’t expect an Ingmar Bergman masterpiece, more like a well-intended flick with a bit of road dust in its eyes.

Check the trailer below