The Wages of Fear (1953) is a weird sort of suspense film, because of what it it's not. It's not a mystery; it's not a spy thriller; it's not a horror movie. It's just a suspenseful ride over a mountain on 10 tons of nitroglycerin. That sounds like a simile a bad reviewer might use for an action thriller, but it's the plot of The Wages of Fear. And on top of that nitro Clouzot builds a deep character study on what exactly those Wages can be. Two and a half hours of tension ratcheted to its snapping point. Pat and I nearly break and discuss why some movies just need to be seen with other people in this week's Lost in Criterion.