Film

Death Race 2000

Name: Death Race 2000
Genre: Action, Science Fiction, Comedy
Released: 1975
Cast: David Carradine, Simone Griffeth, Sylvester Stallone, Mary Woronov, Roberta Collins

Roger Corman's cheerfully deranged vision of the year 2000: a coast-to-coast road race where drivers score points for flattening pedestrians and a fascist government sells it as patriotic spectacle. Carradine's masked Frankenstein and a young, feral Stallone lead the carnage. It's cheap, funny, and startlingly sharp about media, fandom and fascism — trash cinema with real teeth.

TMDb rating

6.2

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