Last night I saw The. Best. Movie. Ever.
It was even better than The Scorpion King (The Mummy spin-off that stars The Rock.).
The movie was Death Race, and the trailer shows you the whole plot so you don't even vaguely need to pay attention.
It ticked all the boxes of big dumb A-grade B-grade Hollywood.
Near future. All prisons are private and one of them holds gladiatorial contests. The next stage in this is suped-up cars armoured and armed with guns and missiles, and they race around a track and kill each other. All the drivers are convicted murderers.
Tick, tick, tick.
An ex-NASCAR driver gets framed for a Crime He Didn't Commit
So he can be the driver in this conspiracy to keep a masked driver…
called Frankenstein 'alive'. Frank has actually died in the last race on the operating table. It's the Only Way He Can Win His Freedom
The cars have navigators
Who are absolute BABES
Who are female murderers.
And then a whole heap of cool shit happens. The good guy is played by English actor Jason Statham (Lock Stock…) and his navigator is this Latino Goddess who I am sure has a name, but for the movie her theme tune so-to-speak was a dance track called "I'm Sexy".
The good guys win and get reunited
$16 well spent. Let's have a beer.