Day 200: "That's gotta be Swann."

Sweet...made it to day 200!  In celebration of this milestone, I decided to go with another, self-perceived, cannot fail movie from the rose colored glasses of my youth.  Like the unfortunate Metalstorm, when I saw the trailers for Timerider: the Adventure of Lyle Swann, I thought to myself, "Motorcycles.  Time travel.  No way is this movie gonna suck!"  Ah, youth.  I really need to stop listening to my inner child and kick his ass.  He's got really bad taste.  I'm beginning to think that if there were any good movies that came out of the early 80's, those were aberrations.  Here's the story in a nutshell:  A hotshot motocross rider participating in a desert Baja race stumbles across a time travel experiment and is transported back to the Old West.  The horses, guns, and very short tempers Old West.  His presence raises more than a few hackles and chaos ensues while he tries his damnedest to get back to good old 1982.  There you have it, the entirety of Timerider in a few short sentences.  How the filmmakers screwed this one up is beyond me; this could have been great, but alas, is crap.

A young(er) Fred Ward plays motocross phenom Lyle Swann.  The character is supposed to be the Travis Pastrana of his day, but I didn't buy Ward's performance for a second.  Peter Coyote and Richard Masur are in this as well, but it doesn't matter, this movie is beyond help.

Honestly, I'm somewhat surprised this hasn't been remade, considering Hollywood's recent penchant for unnecessary franchise reboots.  I mean, come on, given the popularity of the X Games and extreme sports in general, it almost screams for a remake.  On the other hand, I guess i should be grateful that they have let a sleeping dog lie.  Just awful.  3/10.

See you tomorrow, and GO WATCH A MOVIE!