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Based on the 1975 Death Race 2000, which we'll get to later, the new picture was scripted and directed by Paul W.S. Anderson, who did the Resident Evil series and a few other artifacts of high-hackdom. (This Anderson, a Brit, is not ever to be confused with the U.S.-bred, high-art fave Paul Thomas Anderson, of There Will Be Blood renown). But the movie is less a one-man show than a highly complex, finely tuned product, manufactured by an army of geek specialists and cyber-grease monkeys. What Death Race loses in soul - which would...
...long, loving shot of Statham exercising in his cell, the taut muscles of his upper back pulsing under his flesh like alien tumors. He certainly fits into the film's production design, in the New Brutalist style that borrows the grimy industrial look from Fight Club and rummages through Paul Greengrass' Bourne movies for the attention-deficit editing and ShakyCam dialogue scenes...
...Real Death Race Death Race seems just fine, in its churning turbo-tone, until you watch the film that inspired it. Death Race 2000 was a snarky exploitation film put out by Roger Corman's New World Pictures. The director was Paul Bartel, best known for his elegant horror comedies Private Parts and Eating Raoul. The script, from a story by Ib Melchior, was by two Corman stalwarts, Robert Thom (Wild in the Street, Bloody Mama) and Charles B. Griffith, the seminal creator of early Corman monsterpieces, from It Conquered the World to The Little Shop of Horrors...
...paparazzi that greeted Gary Glitter this morning at London's Heathrow Airport might have triggered memories of his days as a 1970s pop star. But today's hullabaloo was decidedly less glam, and not only because police escorts replaced the groupies. Glitter, born Paul Francis Gadd, 64, returns not as a musical icon, but as a disgraced pedophile, expelled from three Asian countries in as many days...
...black man who told Obama that a true friendship with his white grandfather wasn't possible. The man's name was Frank Marshall Davis, and in the 1930s, '40s and early '50s he was a well-known poet, journalist and civil rights and labor activist. Like his friend Paul Robeson and others, Davis perceived the Soviet Union as a "staunch foe of racism" (as he later put it in his memoirs), and at one point he joined the Communist Party. "I worked with all kinds of groups," Davis explained. "My sole criterion was this: Are you with...