David Carradine wears a Gimp mask and beats up Sly Stallone in a dystopian future built on corpses of unlucky pedestrians. On one level it’s a satire of America’s obsession with violence and what would become reality TV. On another, it’s just a really fun, low-budget, balls-to-the-wall racing picture.
3 1/2 out of 5 stars. Dumb but highly entertaining. Between Bartel and Mary Woronov I realized I was overdue for a viewing of Eating Raoul but a young Stallone took the cake in Death Race 2000. The futuristic political story end of things seemed just sort of tacked on and the obviously low budget seemed to handicap it, but its Corman so shut up.
Yo me cague de risa con esta. Generosas cantidades de violencia y humor negro, un muy disfrutable ambiente de naquez absoluta (tipico de Roger Corman) y la apariciòn de un Stallone pre-Rocky Balboa en un papel atipico (aqui es el malote de la pelicula) hacen de esta cosa una opciòn chingona para un viernes de chelas con los cuates.
This is one of the coolest movies to come from Roger Corman's studios. David Carradine is badass and Stallone makes a great heavy in his second non-porn performance, before he became Rocky Balboa. The remake couldn't even touch this gem.