Well there's no way you'll ever mistake this flick with the Vin Deisel picture from 2001. This one is pretty much a mess all the way through, but especially in the second half once the famous 'International' race gets going. Was it just me, or did it seem like the race announcer was describing action that should have been well out of his vision after a couple of minutes. I mean the race was heading ninety eight miles into Mexico and not on a circular track. How did the guy keep up?
It all seemed pretty moronic to me that a guy (John Ireland) with a murder rap hanging over his head would take the chance of entering a race to begin with. Why put yourself in the limelight like that, especially since the car and gal you kidnapped were fairly well known within her circle. After all, most of her friends were going to be there.
But since it worked out that way, what was it about the door of the shack that Frank Webster (Ireland) locked Connie (Dorothy Malone) in that made it impossible for her to get out? I mean seriously, the guy who got her out just tugged on the doorknob. She couldn't push that same door open from the inside?
There's more stuff like this happening, but if I went into it, you'd accuse me of piling on. Oh well, what the heck. In the early part of the picture, what happened to the FIRST car key? And where did Webster get the sandwiches and coffee thermos for the picnic with Connie? And the race itself - simply impossible to follow. Like when Webster veered off the race course onto an entirely different road, followed by driver Frazier (Bruce Carlisle, credited as Faber). Why would Frazier do that if he wanted to win the race? I mean I'm assuming that, but gee.
And the best - and I've seen this before, and I don't know how movie makers think they can get away with it. Having been detained for who knows how long (burning shack, remember?), Connie borrows a race car to get on a main highway to Mexico to meet up with Webster after the race, but catches up to him on the closed off race course! They say you can't make this stuff up, but obviously, Roger Corman did.
It all seemed pretty moronic to me that a guy (John Ireland) with a murder rap hanging over his head would take the chance of entering a race to begin with. Why put yourself in the limelight like that, especially since the car and gal you kidnapped were fairly well known within her circle. After all, most of her friends were going to be there.
But since it worked out that way, what was it about the door of the shack that Frank Webster (Ireland) locked Connie (Dorothy Malone) in that made it impossible for her to get out? I mean seriously, the guy who got her out just tugged on the doorknob. She couldn't push that same door open from the inside?
There's more stuff like this happening, but if I went into it, you'd accuse me of piling on. Oh well, what the heck. In the early part of the picture, what happened to the FIRST car key? And where did Webster get the sandwiches and coffee thermos for the picnic with Connie? And the race itself - simply impossible to follow. Like when Webster veered off the race course onto an entirely different road, followed by driver Frazier (Bruce Carlisle, credited as Faber). Why would Frazier do that if he wanted to win the race? I mean I'm assuming that, but gee.
And the best - and I've seen this before, and I don't know how movie makers think they can get away with it. Having been detained for who knows how long (burning shack, remember?), Connie borrows a race car to get on a main highway to Mexico to meet up with Webster after the race, but catches up to him on the closed off race course! They say you can't make this stuff up, but obviously, Roger Corman did.