Made in 1975, Paul Bartel's vision of a dystopia America (or what has become of it) in 2000 is not off the mark. In fact, this is one of the many films which showed - or shows - America's obsession with forms of entertainment that are unorthodox and unusual, usually violent. True, America still doesn't have floating cities and people who are brave enough to compete in "death races", pretty much everything that's shown here is quite-true, and in some cases very true. Onto the film: Loud, clunky, lazy, irrational, senseless, unmemorable - These are the words that can be used to describe Death Race 2000. It had the potential of being one of the coolest movies ever but that above points, coupled up with some of the worst acting performances I've ever seen, make this film a low-below misfire.
There is absolutely no story. There is absolutely no sense. The expressions that are displayed by the acto... sorry, cardboard cut-outs, are equivalent to a Bratz doll. No-one was the least bit convincing in their role, although Simon Griffeth did bring some little sparks, as did Harriet Medin as Thomasina Paine. The overall editing is so blurry that you wanna throw up. They knew the story was going nowhere so they included a couple of scenes involving naked chicks to keep the interest flowing among the viewers. In all, a very contrived, half-baked film I ever saw. I gave it 5 stars only for the really cool cars and some tense, violent moments!
Also, the fight scene between Frankenstein and Joe; Are those really punches? Felt like they were fighting with marshmallows in their hands, and it is surprising because Joe would go on to become Rocky!