Feast 10/10
Going to watch this in a few
Death Race 2000
Going to watch this in a few
Death Race 2000
In the year 2000, America is ruled by an emperor masquerading as the President. With his power, and to preserve that power, he created the Race. Every year, violent role-playing psychopaths are placed behind the wheels of high performance killing machines and sent across the country. Their goal is to run down as many pedestrians as possible, earning points for every person who becomes a screaming pile of road hash. Points for kills are determined by the victim's age and sex (women are worth ten extra points). The nation gleefully subscribes to this gory event, even embraces it.
What troubles me the most is that babies are worth seventy points. With the exception of the elderly, who are a hundred points a Pop (Nanna is worth a hundred and ten), babies are the biggest payoff. I can understand society writing off the old folks as useless baggage, because we do that all-too-often anyway, but a child? Surely, even at our worst, humanity could not cheer at the sight of an infant being run over by a car. Well, except for Damien, but it is not as if a few more hugs from mom and dad (not his real dad; I mean the chump raising Damien as his own) are going to rescue the child of Satan from his dark path. If somebody runs over a child and I see them, they had better be squishing Damien, and I mean verifiable as Damien. The car's tires had better burst into flames and howls of infernal rage need to issue forth from cracks in the ground when it happens.



