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Speed Racer was actually totally fucking awesome. I saw it at my favorite movie theater, the Red Vic, which shows a great mix of movies - older classics, cult favorites, newer releases about 2 months after they’ve left theater but before they’re out on DVD, etc. We keep their monthly calendar pinned to the wall in front of the toilet, so every time I drop a deuce I read about what’s coming up. They also have the best black cherry soda in the world and they have free brewer’s yeast to put on your popcorn. This works out quite nicely since I usually pack my own bag of yeast to bring to the movies. People look at me, confused and judging. Not my fault they don’t want their popcorn to be EVEN MORE MAGICALLY DELICIOUS.
Right, Speed Racer. I loved this cartoon as a kid and when I heard Emile Hirsch was going to be in it, I was pretty stoked. When the Wachowskis decided to spearhead it, I got even more excited - even though I hate the Matrix, the special effects are pretty amazing. Add Christina Ricci as Trixie and my old pal Kick Gurry from Australia as Sparky the mechanic AND a real monkey (bew!) and you’ve got yourself a nice little film! The storyline was great, the actors were perfect (John Goodman and Susan Sarandon as the parents were a great match, and the wee little brother damn near stole the show), the script was hilarious and F me in the A, the effects were amazing! It was so entertaining to watch - super saturated colors, lots of great action and futuristic shit whizzing by, and of course, amazing car races.
Trixie’s style is not to be overlooked, either. Her fabulous bob, liquid liner, sequins, popping colors, pink helicopter, aviators, and, my favorite, the sexy leather gloves!

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Yay Kick! Do that shit!


And now it seems a romance has blossomed as a result. BEW BEW BEW!

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Final analysis: the critics and box office aside, this movie is tubular and is very worthy of your Netflix queue.


































