The one bright spot about sitting through tonight's screening of Fool's Gold (think Sahara crossed with The Deep, only not as funny as the latter) was seeing the trailer for Speed Racer:
The animation's better than the cartoon, but that's not saying much, and I was never a big fan of the original.
It's written and directed by the Wachowski Bros., who atoned for the second two Matrix movies somewhat with V for Vendetta, though the jury's still out as far as I'm concerned. And I have to admit, this looks pretty hilarious. It'll be lots of "live action cartoon," which is more or less the Wachowski's whole modus operandi.
And without the 20-minute fight scenes.
Sadly, they aren’t likely to use Alphaville’s Speed on the soundtrack.
I was a big fan of the original SR cartoon, but, hey, I was like five or six at the time. Back then, I was a big fan of CAPTAIN SCARLET, too.
Having seen SR on Cartoon Network as an adult, I’ve long since realized that it’s not what my childhood memories insisted it should be. Which is sad. Still, that fierce near-babyhood emotional association has me looking forward to the live action movie greatly.
Hopefully, this film will finally explain exactly WTF the ‘robot pigeon’ was for, given that Speed had a radio in the car (and assuming the movie is contemporary, he’ll most likely have a cellphone, too). Part of me kinda hopes they revise the frickin’ thing to be more useful (“Release the robot ground-to-air missile!” would be a coolness) but the larger part of me would never forgive such uppityness.
Similarly, while part of me yearns to see Speed deploy those gigantic retractable buzzsaws against actual people (something I always wanted to see as a young’un), the greater part of me regards that as something I’d see in some ULTIMATE (or ALL-STAR) version of SPEED RACER, by someone like Grant Morrison or Frank Miller. And I’d hate that, too.
As a final note, I came over here to leave a comment on your latest, because you don’t have any yet and I always hate it when bloggers I like don’t have comments, but you’re going to have to be content with this one.
Well, you won’t HAVE to be, but, you know, it would be wise, my friend.
It’ll once again ( for the W Bros) change the face of cinema…..and we’ll still be all….dude…where’s the tits and blood?