I have a lot of love for 'Death Race 2000' and (surprisingly) quite a lot of love for the two remakes.

'Death Race 3' is where Death Race love goes to die... then is stamped on, run over, before its battered body is dragged through the desert behind a gun-laden car, except the guns are obviously lengths of painted drain pipe, and one has snapped but the production crew have run out of duck tape so it swings flaccidly while Love for Death Race turns to ash and blows away in the wind..

Death Race 3 is an endurance race through the desert, the 'film' Death Race 3 is a survival test through stroke inducing bad dialogue, acting that is so horrible a new word is needed to describe its severity, wonky cameras, rubbish fight scenes and a make-up department so inept they even managed to make Taint Phoenix look rough.

Everything about this movie is bad. It has a production level way below the likes of 'Mega Shark vs Giant Octpus'. The direction is the clumsiest I have ever seen (this is coming from the man who gave 'Zombie Women of Satan' a 7!)

Scene: Where could we be? Well there's a red bus in the back ground, some church bells and a good old Bobbie pounding the beat. Are we in London by any chance?

Scene: What's that Mr York? You don't appreciate your secretary? Well how could you possibly communicate your feelings to the audience, short of punching her in the stomach. Oh, like that.

Don't be sold by the high calibre of the cast. I get the feeling the actors had real guns trained on them or they awoke one day unable to account for the last two months of their lives, their sun tans and the massive amount of rohypnol in their systems. Possible both.

That's as simple a title as I could give this flick. All the characters were bad but the guy playing York is simply obnoxious - and they gave him a lot of unnecessary screen time to boot!

To be sure, a lot of time and effort went into the industrial set design as well as the fantastic race sequences, but other than that, it's a movie only a knuckle-dragging, prison-living, mouth-breathing idiot would love.

In Death Race 3, the Wayland corporation suffers a hostile takeover by some very rich and evil guy, but because he's also very smart he's got a British accent. He wants to turn Death Race into an international series of races at a bunch of prisons all over the world.

Meanwhile Frankenstein is one victory away from gaining his freedom. But Niles (that's the new guy) changes the rules of the game. If Frankenstein wins, he dies. Niles moves Frankenstein and his crew to South Africa where the next multi-stage race will take place. The jail there is some sort of working mine as well.

During the first couple of stages Frankenstein indeed decides not to win, but for the final one he'll have something up his sleeve.

The races themselves are alright, we see lots of interesting scenery and the racers will have to deal with the locals as well as missiles that Niles shots at them whenever he feels like it. There are plenty of fights and lots of neat explosions, but dialogue is something the director can't and won't deal with. Not to mention that at the times the script is pretty painful to have to listen to.

This is one of those movies where at the end you get a recap of how the solution was accomplished. It's interesting but because you don't really care about any of the characters, including Frankenstein, it's almost like it doesn't matter. There is a story here, lots of action, lots of cleavage but only a split second of nudity, the director just doesn't manage to get us involved in any of it.