2012年，美国经济状况恶化，犯罪率剧增，已逐步私人化的监狱为谋取暴利不择手段，于是“死亡飞车”比赛应运而生。昔日优秀的赛车手弗兰克（Jason Statham 饰）在工厂里参与了一场工人抗议，结果当天夜里，有人潜入他的家中，杀害了他的妻子，弗兰克却被当做凶手蒙冤入狱。监狱长、死亡飞车比赛的组织者轩尼诗（Joan Allen 饰）要求弗兰克顶替身死的蒙面赛车手科学怪人，并允诺只要弗兰克以科学怪人的身份再赢一场，他即可获得自由。弗兰克与领航员凯丝（Natalie Martinez 饰）进入了这场驾驶改装车并随时会遭遇死亡的疯狂游戏，怎奈他心不在焉的状况下出师不利，弗兰克面临轩尼诗的威胁与陷害，不得不放手一搏……

大導演張徹將金庸名著改編搬上銀幕，動用龐大演員陣容，包括由郭追分飾推動故事發展的骨幹人物石中玉、石中堅兄弟、文雪兒飾女主角叮噹、唐菁飾玄素莊莊主石清、劉慧玲飾閔柔、王力飾「摩天居士」謝煙客等等。故事講述石中堅自幼隨養母梅芳姑於深山居住，一日偶拾「玄鐵令」，並得謝煙客傳授武功，卻被長樂幫幫眾誤認為幫主石中玉；及後更被叮噹所騙，願意替石中玉到雪山派代罪領死。最後真相大白，石中堅竟為石清失散多年的兒子……本片結構緊湊，情節曲折奇詭，既描寫武林恩怨，也刻劃江湖兒女情，顯示了金庸作品的超凡造詣以及張徹導演手法的老到功力，是一部不可多得的佳作。

A spoiled schoolgirl runs away from home, gets pregnant while hitchhiking, and ends up as a fashion model for a pair of beauticians who like to photograph women committing crimes.

*Shinjuku Mad* was one ofKoji Wakamatsu's six films from 1970. Grim and gritty, stark and steady, burdened with anti-moralizing, generously padded with sex, and totally redeemed by a soundtrack that needs to be released NOW. I knew nothing about this film, loading it up on to my laptop, and every last one of this film's sixty-sixty minutes kept me riveted.Bear with me. The film opens with the band cycling through a jazzy rave-up, the black and images depict dead Japanese throughout a modern city. From the alleyways of the slums, to center of the park, you catch glimpses of bodies everywhere. This introduction is capped off by a lingering shot of a blood-soaked naked woman, face down. By this point, the band has reached a sort of peak. There's a cut, the band changes the direction of the song a bit, and then we're treated to a series of exterior shots from downtown, the lunch hour, maybe. You see a lot of storefronts and stairwells, people moving about. All of the people in these splices are done in negative image.What follows can only be described as harrowing. After the credits, the reel switches to color. We're treated to the on-screen stabbing of a young man in a toga, his attackers strip his special lady-friend of her toga, spend about two minutes smearing her breasts with still-warm blood, and then take turns raping her. She doesn't seem to put up much of a fight. The scene is lensed with all of the enthusiasm of a television spot for a whole foods market.Well, that's a fucked up way to start a movie. If you're still reading, I'll have you know the brutality eases up a little, but the camera's tendency to seek out each scene's more lurid details is relentless. The band never lets up, either. Another constant feature of the film is the protagonist's alienation from society. That's a pretty dated-concept, in a way. This film is cashing in on what could loosely be called the Existential demographic in 1970's Japan. Parts of it could have been written by Oe. Others by Mishima. It definitely, at times, addresses a bit of that lingering air of revolution, but more on that later.The father of the kid stabbed in Technicolor shows up in the nest reel, in the same apartment his son was murdered in. This confused, grieving father asks a totally baked Shoko Asahara for information about the events leading up to his son's death. The long-haired no-goodnik is toking on a Sharpie-sized doobie. He gets so fucking high he passes out and the dad is left there in the empty apartment, getting a major contact-buzz.So, the plot is basically that kind of exchange in larger and larger settings, intercut with glorious shots of the disillusioned father walking through industrial slums. The father, searching for the "Why" to his son's death goes on his quest and pisses just about everyone he comes into contact with off. He goes into subway stations and totally kills some beatniks' buzzes. Then he bullies a Hare Krishna ROCK AND ROLL SUPERSTAR and his belly-dancing percussionist at a park. Then he heads off to a bar, and we're treated to what must have been Tokyo's Greatest Garage Band getting low-down and sleazy here. This scene pretty much sums up what the film is about. As you dig the scuzz and the fuzz, the camera catches all manner of degeneracy and wanton reefer-use. And the bar has no less than three groups of people making out. And they get excessive with the groping.Eventually, the father catches the ringleader of the vicious band of murderer-rapists. "Shinjuku Mad," is his name. After an unbelievably long and convoluted exchange between the protagonist and Shinjuku Mad, it comes out that Mad and the boys are rebelling against all of Japan. It's open season on everyone but them. His son was only a casualty, nothing personal. Their intent is to go on rebelling against society through random acts of violence against people and property.After going through all the trouble of finding Shinjuku Mad, the old man's mind is blown by revolution for revolution's sake. After a few pummellings, he manages to turn the fight around. He winds up leaving with a nude girl that had been tied to a post for the entire scene.He goes back to the apartment his son was murdered in to find his special lady-friend naked with six other dope-smoking cats grooving on free love and blue balls.He decides he's happier with Shinjuku Mad alive and kicking, the band is at another one of its high points, and the camera pans out to the railroad yard, telephones wires, and the bare sides of modern buildings.That was Japan, thirty-seven years ago.