Gone in 60 Seconds

Forget the Cage/ Jolie/ Jones remake, this is the real deal.

H B “Toby” Halicki wrote, directed, starred in and did many of the stunts for this classic car heist/ chase movie. For $400,000 his character and a team of insurance investigators with a sideline in Grand Theft Auto have to steal 48 cars to order. Most of the thefts go smoothly, bar the occasional wild animal or trunkfull of heroin, but it’s the final car, Eleanor- a Mach 1 Mustang, that causes all the trouble and sets up a forty minute car chase across California.

The acting’s a little ropey, but in a charming way, and the film doesn’t slow down long enough for anyone to embarrass themselves with excessive emoting. The chase is the heart of the film, some of it shot on open roads and with genuine accidents incorporated into it. There’s none of the more-is-less feeling you get with car chases in so many recent movies. You know that half the stuff in Matrix Reloaded is done on a computer, so you’re not really excited by it (impressed, yes, but not excited). Plus it serves as a time capsule, holding the same sort of fascination as an episode of the Sweeney or similar, with all the 70’s hardware, cars and fashions.

Halicki died whilst making Gone in 60 Seconds 2, but also made Junkman, the trailer for which is one of the special features on this disc.

This is one of those cases where Amazon’s rental service has done its job.  I definitely want a copy of this film. As you can see from the list in the left hand column, we’ve got a varied selection of movies lined up for the coming months, all of which interest me, but none of which I’d just go ahead and buy without seeing them first. It’s a great system and I highly recommend it.

Miss Marple and Kurt Cobain

Well. After realising that I have spent the past month reading Agatha Christie novels (1/2 Hercule and 1/2 Marple) I managed to find the time to read Kurt Cobain’s journals. What bothers me the most is that during Nirvana’s rise to fame during the late 80’s and early 90’s, my scene of punk skateboarders all thought he was just another sell out. No offense to them, but they were everywhere! Now after reading his journals, it is plain as day he cared more about his music and his band than any other worldly goods. Even worse, at least in my small mind, is that the bands he constantly lists as influences thorughout, are some of my favourite bands from the period as well! If only I would have known all this at the time, I probably wouldn’t have tagged the skateramp with “Nirvana suxs”. The other cool thing about his musings, is the fact he hated corporate for taking over punk music and relabeling it “alternative”, and bestest of all, Kurt despises Pearl Jam! Take that Eddie “I want a gay affair with Neil Young” Vedder!

Over and out. PS – Don’t forget to buy a stash of Agatha Christie. The stories are full of adultery, lies, murder and intrigue just as much today as they were back then. As a matter of fact, “Hickory Dickery Dock”, which I was reading last night, contained no less than three murders, cocaine and heroin, dash of adultery and some very black humour. All for the low price of 2/6 a shilling.