Movies that are slightly off.
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.
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…
Hmm, let me do some calculations. I think I've acquired 225 points in my lifetime
Just a crazy ride man!!
I miss the anti-establishment attitude of the 70's. Before 911 it was okay and normal to distrust the government. The remake of this is ridiculous and boring and misses the entire point.
There's not a single bad scene in it, which is rare for this kind of stuff. Seeing it on 35mm also helped.
Takes place in a fascist USA where the President is a reality TV star and the public is distracted by violent, stupid televised spectacles. Corman and Bartel got the year wrong, but nailed many other details in this rambunctious and stupid/smart action satire.
Only could Roger Corman come up with Wacky Races meets The Cars That Ate Paris meets Le Mans,with an assembly of some of the most cartoonist characters ever created and there wacky cars all adorned with gadgets and crazy looking body kits.Its hard not to like a film when you got characters like Sylvester Stallone as "Machine-Gun" Joe Viterbo,Mary Woronov as "Calamity" Jane Kelly,Roberta Collins as Matilda the Hun,Martin Kove as Ray "Nero the Hero" Lonagan and of course David Carradine as Frankenstein the people's champion.Of course its all cartoonish violence,and done in the best possible taste.It's euthanasia day,so all the nurses put the old folks in there wheel chairs in the middle of the road all ready to be…
Perfect Drive-in movie.
She'd better be a red-hot navigator.
I had no idea what to expect from this movie but I was pleasantly surprised by its parody/political theme. This movie was entertaining mostly because of its outrageousness and while the effects were painfully low budget it added to the comedic appeal. I watched it mostly for Stallone and he doesn't disappoint even though he is not the main character.
The wikipedia entry on Exploitation cinema is a bit hit and miss. Some films are nicely representative of their exploitation…
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