El club de los vándalos

I left the theatre feeling pretty underwhelmed and non-plussed by this movie.

I had really high hopes with the cast and they all deliver good performances (with Butler doing his best James Dean impression) and the characters all showed initial promise. It just lacked a bit of heart for me and kind of drifted along with no real central story or jeopardy.

I got excited when I heard people comparing this to Goodfellas as it's one of my favorite films... but that comparison falls incredibly short. It was very style over substance and I'm starting to feel like Tom Hardy is getting so typecasted these days - bordering on Staham-esque. This could have been a brilliant movie, but sadly for me it missed the mark.

At first The Bikeriders feels like a great modern day homage to those classic Scorsese gangster films.

While Austin Butler is meant to be the star, he's barely present for half the movie. Although fret not because the lack of 'Elvis on a Bike' allowed for Jodie Comer and Tom Hardy to lead the pack and shine with their performances.

In fact, I could easily say that this is quite possibly Comer's best performance to date.

Unfortunately, it then seems to lack any direction or identity and then, quite frankly, fizzles into something that's just plain boring.

The Bikeriders is definitely the type of movie your Dad will watch before he forces you to watch it and then upon a second watch, realise that the film is just fine, because that's what it is... just fine.

• Mike.

Remember that scene in "Mad Max: Fury Road" where the one war boy is given Immortan Joe's own pistol, has his teeth chrome-painted and told "I will carry you myself to Valhalla!" then he's thrown up on the war rig and promptly stumbles and loses the pistol? And Joe's brilliant response, "Mediocre!" totally deflates the war boy? That's what this movie is, except it's the audience that gets deflated by this stumbling mess.

What has happened to Hollywood that nobody can write a decent screenplay anymore? I just don't get it. The acting is fine (especially Jodie Comer - she is a revelation; and Austin Butler is imminently watchable even though he hardly says anything), but there just isn't any meat on this corpse for them to dissect.

The first few moments of the movie were promising and I felt like, "Yeah, throw him up on the rig, go war boy!" There are a few really nice shots of cool vintage items with a slick song in the background. It reminded me of Tarantino and my pulse quickened. Unfortunately, that was the only time I was inspired by this at all, because it promptly stumbles and has Austin Butler getting assaulted in a bar for being a biker. Really? This tired cliche? And it never got better.

A few points to discuss: To start with, the bikers in this club wore the "1%er" patch. I am in no way anything like an expert, but from what I understand that patch was worn by true criminal biker gangs. This movie never ever tells us anything about that aspect or even mentions what the members do for a living if they aren't criminals. In fact, we are not privy to their personal lives except in the most superficial of ways - we don't even see Butler and Comer's characters get married. Where these guys truly criminals? Because this felt exactly like an after-school club they joined to put on their college applications. If they weren't a criminal organization (which the true gang this was based on was), then those guys were in it purely for the love of motorcycles. But that is not communicated at all. Zero love. There are a few moments where the movie gestures toward it, but they are fleeting and far far from passionate or inspired. We are never made to feel that love.

In fact, for a movie called "The Bikeriders," there is precious little about bikes or riding. I was never once inspired by this movie to go out riding. Never once. No cool shots of them riding, just one chase scene that again, was nothing but a cliche. It doesn't explore whatsoever the ins and outs of being a bike rider in Chicago. We don't see one winter day in this movie - yet it takes place over some ten year time span. What do these bike lovers do when they can't ride? Chicago winters suck. Not a single word about it. They liked to get together and race, but we aren't privy to any of the race ins and outs. Even - and this is a very telling point - Jodie Comer's character mentions the "rules" of the gang twice and how all-important they were. We are NEVER told the rules. WTF???

This was more uninspired garbage from Hollywood. Passionless, overly cautious, mediocre... like most of everything else from the big studios these days. I was so disappointed. I went home and watched a few late 60s and early 70s biker films on Amazon Prime. One that I really liked was called "Angels from Hell" - a super b movie that does more in any given five minutes to show the culture of an outlaw biker gang than "The Bikeriders" did in the whole 2 hours. Even Kathryn Bigalow's first movie "The Loveless" is better than "The Bikeriders" for communicating the mindset of outlaw bikers.

People compare this movie to "Goodfellas" and I don't get that at all. There is nothing whatsoever dangerous about this movie. Nothing whatsoever traumatizing. Also nothing whatsoever inspiring.

I guess I'll have to watch Fury Road again... this one is more like feeble road. Six stars just for the acting and costumes, but I'd probably go 5.5 if I could.

Brilliant acting, brilliantly shot, but where's the story? Having Jodie Comer's character as the erstwhile narrator was a brilliant deviation from tradition, but who's the hero and who's the villain? I know it's based on a book and therefore a true story, but you can bend a story to fit narrative arc. This film has no clear protagonist and the supposed antagonist is only in it briefly as a cardboard cut-out "victim of circumstance". Also, we never clearly establish any of the motives of the main characters. Why are they in the club? Why do they rebel? What are their goals? More importantly, why are any of them riding motorcycles and why don't they just drive cars? This is clearly a key point as I'm guessing the Chicago winters are not fun to ride in.

As a keen biker, I loved the characters and the motorcycles, but this was a series of vignettes rather than a cohesive story.

I love Sons of Anarchy and the Mayans so I was looking forward to this movie but I have to say it's a little bit dull. It's not a terrible movie but I just expected more especially from a biker type movie.

It has a great cast although I have to admit Jodie Comers voice/accent she put on for this movie really grinded on me and it felt nauseating to listen to, that's just my opinion. For the record I do think she is a great actor though.

The story didn't really go anywhere and I kept waiting for something interesting to happen, and well......it just didn't. The story just seems to plod along with no real direction or plot. Even now after watching it, I'm still not sure what this movie was trying to achieve?

I think this was a missed opportunity and it could have been so much better. It's worth a watch for the good cast, but just don't expect to be gripped by the story because there basically isn't one.