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Wow! I never would have expected that I'd get anywhere close to 100 likes on this…
Death Race 2000
A Cross Country Road Wreck!
In a boorish future, the government sponsors a popular, but bloody, cross-country race in which points are scored by mowing down pedestrians. Five teams, each comprised of a male and female, compete using cars equipped with deadly weapons. Frankenstein, the mysterious returning champion, has become America's hero, but this time he has a passenger from the underground resistance.
The Snake Charmer and Lincoln Hawk in a Race to the Death across the US of A. The Star-Spangled Banner. Howard Cosell's cousin. Eating Raoul. Kung-fu Bill Frankenstein. Machine Gun John Rambo. Herman the German. Mr. President. A pretty face. Points. Ghetto bull fighting. Old fuckers. Baby trickeration. The Rebel Revolution. Pit stops. Your last ladder. Rub-downs. Myra and her boobs. Groupies. Romantic dancing. Holy blessings. The shit you do to please your fans. Sacrificial lambs. Bye-bye navigator. The Detour of Death. Fuckin' censorship. Dinner and Bullshit. The fuckin' French. The best time to undress. Attempted sabotage. A Mickey. The Red Baron's airplane. DYNO-mite! Lending Sly a hand. Crash, Bang, Boom. The changing of the guard. Loaded with boobs, racing, and the best point system ever, Death Race 2000 is a mother fuckin' cult classic.
For all of its low-budget limitations and exploitative sensibilities, Paul Bartel's "Death Race 2000" is a very smart film. Superficially, the film is about a cross-country road race in a dystopic United States of the future where contestants are awarded points for dispatching pedestrians while the nation watches glued to TV sets. Under the surface, the story reveals a neat satire dealing with government, entertainment, and media. "Death Race 2000" presupposes an obsession with reality TV decades before that obsession infected mass media.
The satire, however, may be secondary to the cars, violence, and skin Bartel tosses at the screen. "Death Race 2000" revels in these exploitative charms, culminating in a colorful, entertaining ride. David Carradine and Sylvester Stallone headline…
I wonder what would've happened to Justin Bieber if he was wondering the streets during this race?
It's actually pretty remarkable how many elements from Death Race 2000 ended up in the Hunger Games. The game show format that the country devours. The resistance. The funny commentators adding their two cents. I mean, I get it. America glorifies violence. That's all Death Race 2000 has to say and it doesn't even say it particularly well. But it never takes itself too seriously. From a pre-Rocky Stallone to some pretty cool pre-CGI cars crashing into shit violence, the movie wastes little time trying to build character and plot. And good riddance. In something this goofy I wouldn't have cared much anyways. As far as cheesy, bloody 1970s B-movie action goes, you could do a lot worse than Death Race 2000.
Hmm, let me do some calculations. I think I've acquired 225 points in my lifetime
Another near perfect B movie produced by Roger Corman. Director Paul Bartel knows what it was meant to be and is extremely confident about that. The movie starts out strong right off the bat. Corman knows exactly what we want and to our pleasure, that's just what he made - A fast movie about faster people! Thus, the pacing of Death Race 2000 is just as quick as it should be. There is no exposition before the race itself. The first thing we see IS the race as it prepares to commence. The movie acts just like a messed up, R-rated version of "Wacky Races", complete with the same intro from the original cartoon, only this time starring David Carradine…
Gloriously ridiculous, in that New World Corman-y way.
I watched this on the El Rey Network. Is it just me, or is El Rey the greatest thing ever? Cult movies, rasslin and Miami Vice . . . It's like they turned my id into a channel.
This Roger Corman-produced cult hit has gained somewhat of a status in the realms of pop culture, spawning a comic book series, a remake and even video games (e.g Carmageddon). Even now, it's still a campy and enjoyable piece of cult cinema that has while aged quite badly, still has it's moments.
It can be credited with being an early example of fiction revolving around violent game shows. It takes place in a dystopian United States in the year 2000, where as the tagline states, hit-and-run is now a a national sport rather than a felony. A nationwide race is in place, where the goal is to run over as many people as possible with the brutality and victim age…
WE LOVE YOU FRANKENSTEIN
Cult Film 101: The Master Class.
Hoop-Tober 2.0, Film 14 of 31:
I've now gone into two consecutive Hoop-Tober films blind that I, for some reason, didn't expect to be satirical (Death Race 2000 and Zardoz), and end up coming out of them having experienced some very clever satire; this is definitely one to keep in mind next time you have an evening during which you feel like delving into some sardonic, half-forgotten, exploitative social commentary.
Carnage, mayhem and a lot of topless ladies. High tier satire.
"I happen to hold the power of life and death."
"Oh yeah? I happen to hold the clam sauce."
Surpriginsly I was allowed to watch and own this VHS when I was kid (my parents where quite liberal with what films I could watch - they know I had a good sense of processing what I saw), and I found the film enjoyable even then even though it's low-budget was clear even then (I just mean't it was not a flashy movie so could have potentially not held my interest) as an adult I digged it even more, especially when I came to enjoy some of the people involved here in there own right such as director Paul Bartel, and performers such a Mary Woronov.
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A blend of personal favorites and films that I consider to be the "greatest." Top two-hundred is definitive. Only 1940-2015.
No idea if there is a list for this yet, but I think I will keep this as kind of…