Extract from WIP.
The Car's the Star
If the cars of the Seventies are “all too human” the Eighties introduces a larger-than-life substitute, a “muscle” car, a car on steroids, cartoonishly outsize and a huge hit with the kids, spawner of a new set of marketing fads and products, “Monster Trucks”. The truck in question being Bigfoot.
From supporting roles in a host of B-Movies Bigfoot eventually becomes a star in his own right (rather like Arnold himself), the main attraction at a series of monster truck spectaculars, the centrepiece of which is invariably Bigfoot bouncing destructively over a set of “normal” cars, relics of the Fordist past.
If the cars of the Seventies are “all too human” the Eighties introduces a larger-than-life substitute, a “muscle” car, a car on steroids, cartoonishly outsize and a huge hit with the kids, spawner of a new set of marketing fads and products, “Monster Trucks”. The truck in question being Bigfoot.
From supporting roles in a host of B-Movies Bigfoot eventually becomes a star in his own right (rather like Arnold himself), the main attraction at a series of monster truck spectaculars, the centrepiece of which is invariably Bigfoot bouncing destructively over a set of “normal” cars, relics of the Fordist past.
This  destruction is  different from the  egalitarian pile ups and car-quakes  of the Seventies, or even from the  menacing vision of  Spielberg’s  Duel, here technology is again domesticated, rendered not as severe or sublime but  anthropomorphized as a character, “Bigfoot”, a mythological  or  fantastic  creature, again we have  both  domestication and disneyfication,  The grand  pre-mediating  potlatch of  the 70s destructo-thons gives way to the  celebration of  power and  gigantism in the  revitalized,  supersize Eighties. If  the  Seventies is a time without ideas, an era of drift and destruction  from  which  no  form of  rebirth  seems to be promised Bigfoot helps to symbolize that  missing  future, the  loss of  America’s  supremacy as a a car manufacturer,   the  intimate  link  between the health of  the car-economy  and the country  itself, “what’s  good  for  General Motors is  good  for  America”, is repositioned as pure  spectacle. Bigfoot has  no practical  value as a product (though  arguably it  paves the way for more  consumer-oriented gigantism and heft  later with Hummer’s  etc).
 The  audience roars  in  delight as  Bigfoot crushes dilapidated Fords and Chryslers. This  is  a  perverse  power,  a power that can not create, an empty symbol whose only appeal is its  power to destroy. In  Bigfoot  something  of  the  militarization of  the  US  economy is anticipated, or  at  least the unabashed  militarization  to come, after the humiliation of Vietnam and the quiescent Seventies, in  which  America can’t even get its act together to rescue the hostages in Iran.
The Japanese, the Germans may have hugely productive, modern and scientificlaly managed car industries that have driven ours into the ground, but see Bigfoot! A truck with supermassive wheels! A post-industrial Behemoth, putting on shows of strength and turning tricks in the family-friendly stadium of your dreams!
The Japanese, the Germans may have hugely productive, modern and scientificlaly managed car industries that have driven ours into the ground, but see Bigfoot! A truck with supermassive wheels! A post-industrial Behemoth, putting on shows of strength and turning tricks in the family-friendly stadium of your dreams!

 
