Directed by:
Paul W.S. AndersonCinematography:
Scott KevanComposer:
Paul HaslingerCast:
Jason Statham, Joan Allen, Ian McShane, Tyrese Gibson, Natalie Martinez, Max Ryan, Jacob Vargas, Jason Clarke, Robert LaSardo, Robin Shou, Janaya Stephens (more)VOD (4)
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Welcome to the Death Race, where hardened convicts and smoking-hot navigators race tricked-out cars in the most twisted spectator sport on Earth! Sentenced to the world's most dangerous prison for a murder he did not commit, Jensen Ames (Jason Statham) has only one chance to get out alive - win the ultimate race to the death. Also starring Tyrese Gibson, Death Race is a "supercharged, sick and satisfying" (Nathan Lee, The New York Times) ride that will keep you pinned to your seat all the way to its insane, metal-crushing end! (official distributor synopsis)
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The title is a perfect fit. This is the kind of Death Race that none of us would want to enter, and we can count ourselves lucky to be at home enjoying some peace and quiet with a nice cup of tea and some buttery biscuits (which I'm currently devouring), while our boss isn't forcing us to take part in such a race.
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The routine direction here is really masked by frantic editing, which is not really representative of 21st century action. It's just that I enjoyed the film so much because it doesn't play so incredibly close to the vest, plus after eleven years Anderson has finally made a film that has balls. That truck scene would have given even a Wynorski film at least two stars.
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Paul W.S. Anderson is quite an unpredictable director, you never know whether his next project will be good or really bad. This time things have fortunately worked well and Death Race is brilliant B-movie fun that might not be as mad as Doomsday, but it holds together a lot better. Anderson has made me happy this time, but I’m still not forgiving him for AvP.
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Paul Anderson teamed up with Roger Corman for a thunderous remake of the cult film Death Race 2000, in which death row inmates fight to the rhythm of driving guitars and music video editing. It's essentially a video game with all the trimmings (collecting weapons and shields), but this time we really don’t need our joysticks. That’s because the characters have descended from the posters of classic "racing games" and drive so fast you forget it even the inklings of a plot. Anderson has exceeded his own shadow and all expectations and made his most entertaining, perverted, and most importantly, best film, which entitles him to shake hands with Neil Marshall and kick the Wachowski's in the ass at the same time. PS: That truck destruction rivals Chris Nolan.
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A well-made B-movie with musclemen racing in cars that at last I wouldn’t be afraid of trying out on Czech roads. And Statham’s musculature again rekindled my desire to make regular trips to the gym a New Year’s resolution. Otherwise Mr. Anderson performed exceedingly well, everything about him was A-grade (B-movie A-grade), but he’s going have to try harder for me to be able to forgive him for Alien vs. Predator. And who would have guessed that Joan Allen as the warden would outdo all of those navigator beauties.
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