Death Race 2000: The Citizen Kane of Death Race Cinema
WordGirl, WordGirl, WordGirl---clearly you've missed the pure genius at work in this classic film.
Sure, the scenery was painted on by a watercolor class at an old folks' home. Isn't much of American self-regard in the 70s similarly crudely painted in the washed-out hues of garish paint left in the sun too long?
Yes, there was a touch of free love. As "Death Race 2000" clearly demonstrates, the Culture of Death advances apace with "free love".
New York looks like southern California. St Louis not only looks like southern California, but it has apparently moved to Kentucky if the movie's map is any indication. But isn't that exactly what has happened to America in the last 30 years? We've become a homogenized chain of California-style strip malls. Again, the movie proves eerily prescient.
And does not Frankenstein, made up of mechanical parts as the biological ones are torn away by life, resonate with the plastic celebrities you ridicule on this very blog?
Harrumph!
Sure, the scenery was painted on by a watercolor class at an old folks' home. Isn't much of American self-regard in the 70s similarly crudely painted in the washed-out hues of garish paint left in the sun too long?
Yes, there was a touch of free love. As "Death Race 2000" clearly demonstrates, the Culture of Death advances apace with "free love".
New York looks like southern California. St Louis not only looks like southern California, but it has apparently moved to Kentucky if the movie's map is any indication. But isn't that exactly what has happened to America in the last 30 years? We've become a homogenized chain of California-style strip malls. Again, the movie proves eerily prescient.
And does not Frankenstein, made up of mechanical parts as the biological ones are torn away by life, resonate with the plastic celebrities you ridicule on this very blog?
Harrumph!
posted by Teflon at 2:55 AM
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