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Bad. Bad. Bad. Ridiculous shot on video production about illegal trafficking in bodily secretions (!) and a female race car driver who can only overcome her "fear of speed" through orgasm. Performances are stilted and less than amateurish making legitimate adult films seem professional by comparison. Starlet Ada Mae Johnson shows no screen presence whatsoever, attacking her performance with all the gusto of a sleep deprived accident victim. Dale Rutter seems much more comfortable behind the wheel than behind his co-star, and Alex Torre (as Rico) manages the most embarrassing portrayal of a Latin since the Frito Bandito.
The action / fight scenes are plentiful but ridiculously boring. Everybody gets to throw their kicks and punches and exercise some flashy whu-shu gestures without the slightest bit of energy or imagination. The fight scenes are to put it simply, dull and unoriginal. Add to that that the obvious reason for the film (the numerous erotic couplings), are shot so unimaginatively, (and edited to avoid exposing any genitalia) that the film seems to embrace its ineptitude.
While some of the photography and camera work is acceptable (not good, just acceptable), it comes off simply as flashy excess adding nothing to the film. The script (credited to Mr. Centari and Nigel P. Rocketts (?)) is beyond bad. The central conceit of explosive semen (yes, you read that correctly) is so wrongheaded and juvenile as to defy criticism. This almost (and I say almost) reaches the level of a cable access show. Humor is beneath gutter level and never rises above it. Dialogue is undeveloped, never driving the plot forward. And did I mention that everyone knows kung fu.
Infantile and brain dead, 'Fear of Speed' is simply a waste. Not of talent, since there seems to be such a short supply of it here, but on the time of the viewer which could have been better spent polishing their sneakers. Stanley Kubrick said it best that by studying bad films, one could learn what not to do in making a feature film. `Fear of Speed' offers up an encyclopedic educational experience for those with the where-with-all to suffer through it.
Bad. Bad. Bad. Ridiculous shot on video production about illegal trafficking in bodily secretions (!) and a female race car driver who can only overcome her "fear of speed" through orgasm. Performances are stilted and less than amateurish making legitimate adult films seem professional by comparison. Starlet Ada Mae Johnson shows no screen presence whatsoever, attacking her performance with all the gusto of a sleep deprived accident victim. Dale Rutter seems much more comfortable behind the wheel than behind his co-star, and Alex Torre (as Rico) manages the most embarrassing portrayal of a Latin since the Frito Bandito.
The action / fight scenes are plentiful but ridiculously boring. Everybody gets to throw their kicks and punches and exercise some flashy whu-shu gestures without the slightest bit of energy or imagination. The fight scenes are to put it simply, dull and unoriginal. Add to that that the obvious reason for the film (the numerous erotic couplings), are shot so unimaginatively, (and edited to avoid exposing any genitalia) that the film seems to embrace its ineptitude.
While some of the photography and camera work is acceptable (not good, just acceptable), it comes off simply as flashy excess adding nothing to the film. The script (credited to Mr. Centari and Nigel P. Rocketts (?)) is beyond bad. The central conceit of explosive semen (yes, you read that correctly) is so wrongheaded and juvenile as to defy criticism. This almost (and I say almost) reaches the level of a cable access show. Humor is beneath gutter level and never rises above it. Dialogue is undeveloped, never driving the plot forward. And did I mention that everyone knows kung fu.
Infantile and brain dead, 'Fear of Speed' is simply a waste. Not of talent, since there seems to be such a short supply of it here, but on the time of the viewer which could have been better spent polishing their sneakers. Stanley Kubrick said it best that by studying bad films, one could learn what not to do in making a feature film. `Fear of Speed' offers up an encyclopedic educational experience for those with the where-with-all to suffer through it.
