It now looks like this after more than 18 months of restorative motor works.
It’s good enough to be featured in an American movie. The muscle car has been a consistent presence in mainstream American cinema. It’s been as big a star as its human co-stars.
Transformers wouldn’t be as interesting without Bumblebee.
Steve Mcqueen had to have his potent accessory in Bullitt, also a Mustang.
Thelma and Louise’s final act wouldn’t have been as dramatic with a Toyota.
Christine, Stephen King’s killing machine, was scarier as vintage.
One of my fave muscles cars as a kid was Cleopatra Jones’ Corvette. You’re a child of the 70s if you knew the 6-foot-2 machine gun-toting, karate-chopping Tamara Dobson who played Cleopata. She was the inspiration for Beyonce’s character in Austin Powers. No other action heroine in the 70s was a cool as Cleopatra. She wore the sexist outfits (furs, short shorts, pantsuits, ponchos) and drove a sleek Corvette that had a personalized “CLEO’ plate.
The muscle car: one of America’s greatest contributions to pop culture. No other accessory represented masculinity, power, youth, freedom and excess. The Philippine equivalent was the lowly Minica which was in many a comedy film. It even upstaged Vilma Santos in Vilma and the Beep Beep Minica (it could climb walls!).
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