theRealEnAr

When I saw the words "muscle-car" in the TV guide write-up I thought "all right, not a bad way to spend a wintery afternoon." Cripes, was I wrong ! Who wrote this piece of crap, preteens jacked up on CoCo Puffs?? This piece of crap has a bad story line (son finds dead-dads amulet which drips blood and apparently is capable of making you drive faster - no evidence of that as there were no racing/speeding scenes to speak of), horrible acting, silly dialog with equally bad presentation. The worst dialog comes from none other than AUTO or is Otto. Who cares.... Apparently the word "muscle" in the title refers to Auto's overtly-gay gang members, who every 15 minutes or so, sensually rub blood onto someones bare muscular chest while dancing around a pentagram drawn onto the floor of their ....'hideout'.... The more I watched this piece of crap, the more it became clear that I was watching some sort of homo-erotic film. All in all, the best part of this movie were the sweet sounds emanating from the Chevelle's mufflers when the engine was revved. Otherwise, a terrible waste of time and probably rates as the worst movie I have ever seen.

If you have 85 minutes or so to spare, visit a lonely senior citizen and chat it up with them, they'll enjoy the company and you'll have done something worthwhile.