If there was ever something to make me realize that pasty dudes talking about movies on Twitter wasn’t indicative of the rest of the world, it would be how few people know about, and have seen, Jim Cummings’ Thunder Road, a movie with so much spunk and fervor that it feels straight out of the 90s independent boom. Cummings wrote, directed, and stars in this tragicomedy about a police officer’s mental breakdown, both indulging in and elevating his script with his performance. It’s the kind of film that wears its flaws proudly, amazed at being a fully realized film no matter how many hurdles were stumbled over to get there. While that may not feel like a ringing endorsement, Thunder Road lives in the space between tentpole action films, that ever-shrinking crevice where simple human drama resides. It’s the sort of film that reminds us why film is so powerful; with all its flaws and bumps, Thunder Road forces you to believe in movies again, and even if it weren’t as good as it is, that’d be worth a recommendation alone.