The universe doesn't care, it'll just keep on amorphously looking back at you.
One of the earliest, and best, looks at the enormity of cosmic indifference pitted against us humans put to film. Tom Neal plays the poor colossally screwed Al Roberts who along with Ann Savage's Femme Fatale Vera wander while hitchhiking across country (first sign of horrible things to come) into a twisted web of bad luck, pitfalls, and facepalming decisions. The two’s chemistry along the way goes from abrasive to insidious. Though made during WWII that post-war noir cynism that would dominate the 50's cinema is readily apparent here.