When re-telling the story of a cross-country car race with the goal of hitting civilians--a tale originally interesting only for its absurdly kitschy concept and the inclusion of Sylvester Stallone and David Carradine--you need to find someone who will do it justice. In other words, the campiest modern director you can find.
Paul W.S. Anderson--director of Mortal Kombat, Resident Evil, and Alien vs. Predator--definitely fits the bill, and should provide more than enough eye-rolling moments to make this worth ironically watching when we look back in twenty years. If bearing one more preposterous W.S. Anderson film means providing another generation with terrible movies to gather together and mock, I, for one, am willing to throw myself in front of this flame-thrower-equipt car. For the children.
P.S. Something I ate is having a terrible, terrible argument with my innards, so this is it until the new year. See you in the future.
First Look: Death Race [/Film]