Until recently, we've been quite concerned about Death Race's believability issues. To wit: Badass convicts set loose from the big house to engage in a cross-country demolition derby/road race and the winner gets his freedom? Not when taxpayers have to shell out $4 per gallon to fund this free-for-all! But now that gas prices have dropped to $3.95 a gallon, we're totally on board.
Guardian movie critic Anna Pickard is too -- she especially likes the fuel efficiency of Death Race's trailer: "For never before has a trailer's plot so accurately and succinctly described the plot of a movie," she writes. "The entire plot. All of it. In under two and a half minutes."
Actually, two and a half minutes is about two and a half minutes more than is necessary to sum up the plot of this flick. In fact, we think we can do it in two words: Death race. Got it? It's a race! With some death involved! Do you really need to know more? Okay, here: Joan Allen, who looks like a sadistic, tight-lipped evil prison warden in every role she plays, finally actually plays a sadistic, tight-lipped evil prison warden. (Bottom image actual Death Race still.) We are already revving our engines.