Emilio Estevez is on the run in this not-too-futuristic movie about a Gran Prix driver who dies in a crash out on the race course....or did he? Turns out people can be transported into the future where even Coppertone with UVA sunblock 2,000,000 won't save your skin and it's everyone for themselves. Mick Jagger is the man being paid to deliver him to the man who wants Emilio's body.
The first thing I ask myself is whether this movie is believable or not. The answer is possibly. The way our society is going, we are headed for those kind of planetary results. The movie, from the enjoyment side, is not bad (they could have had a better bad guy than Jagger). But it DOES get me to think: "Is this what we're headed for?" Man! I really hope not!
The first thing I ask myself is whether this movie is believable or not. The answer is possibly. The way our society is going, we are headed for those kind of planetary results. The movie, from the enjoyment side, is not bad (they could have had a better bad guy than Jagger). But it DOES get me to think: "Is this what we're headed for?" Man! I really hope not!