Adios, Nissan Tsuru

The long-lived Nissan Tsuru’s said to have ceased production as of May 31st. We’re now in June, so let’s pay our respects.

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Every once in a while, I have to go to Yahoo!’s front page. For reasons that I can’t figure out, it’s the Spanish (read: mostly Mexican) version that appears, regardless how many times I click for the English version (personal preference). Amongst all the sensationalism, face-palm fodder, I-Don’t-Want-To-Live-On-This-Planet-Anymore moments and infuriating click-bait, there is the occasional nugget of news. The demise of the Nissan Tsuru is one of those occasions.

To those in the automotive world, it’s no surprise but still pleasant to read about ancient-by-First World-standards platforms still in production. For years. Decades. They’ve become part of their landscape; sometimes we’re unable to imagine their country’s roads without them. The Mexican Volkswagen Beetle, colloquially nicknamed the Vocho, was such a vehicle, its retirement still resonating in the ears of its fans locally and globally since 2003. Now it’s the turn of the Nissan Tsuru. Continue reading

Death Race 2050, a review:

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The year is 2050. The United Corporations of America has beaten Europe, Asia, and cancer, victories to take solace from, as radioactivity and insane unemployment abounds. But that’s okay, because with Virtual Reality goggles, everyone can see, hear, and even smell their favorite drivers in the Death Race! For the first time, it’s like one is riding shotgun as you race coast to coast while gathering points by killing pedestrians and just plain surviving to the finish line! Continue reading

Death Race 2000, a review:

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The highly popular and brutally violent Transcontinental Road Race was to have its 20th run, having existed for as long as the Roman Empire-like totalitarian regime that sponsored it after the collapse of the U.S. as we knew it. The machines built with speed and lethality for everyone outside the cockpit -particularly pedestrians, whose deaths tallied up as points- paled in comparison to the characters behind the wheel. Behind the scenes, we have a rag tag bunch of rebels doing their best to sabotage the race and ultimately the regime. The main character is Frankenstein (David Carradine), a masked and rough character winner/survivor of previous races, at the cost of many of his original body parts. He’s considered a national hero and also a friend of the deified Mr. President (Sandy McCallum). This makes him a far more significant target to the rebels. To get close to him, one of the rebels, Annie Paine (Simone Griffeth), relative of the rebels’ leader Thomasina Paine (Harriet Medin), becomes Frankenstein’s latest co-pilot. Continue reading

The Yellow Rolls-Royce (1964), a review:

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The Yellow Rolls-Royce is not a car movie in the traditional sense; it’s barely about the car itself. It’s about the circumstances surrounding the life of a yellow 1930 Rolls-Royce Phantom II (2JS) sedanca de Ville by coachbuilder Barker, who was the silent witness of the choices of three of its owners made while in ownership.

Fresh off the flatbed delivery truck (Rolls-Royce aficionados get a kick out of that scene, and are quick to point out its subtle discrepancies), the yellow Rolls-Royce is bought by British aristocrat Lord Charles Frinton (Rex Harrison) as an anniversary present for his wife Eloise (Jeanne Moreau), after talking with the dealer sales rep. about some of its features. After finding Eloise and her lover making out in the yellow Rolls-Royce, Lord Frinton decides to keep the wife, but get rids of the yellow Rolls-Royce; its presence reminded him of the very unpleasant event that not even his racehorse’s win could dampen the blow. This is the shortest story in the movie. Fans of Mr. Harrison and Ms. Moreau will get the short end of the stick. Continue reading

1977-1984 Coupe De Ville/Sedan De Ville, 1977-1986 Cadillac Fleetwood Brougham, 1987-1992 Cadillac Brougham

This article was originally published on September 5, 2015 on CarLustBlog.com. Some links have been added or refreshed, a video was added and some very minor editing has been done.

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Where I work, there’s a used car dealership right beside us. It holds an eclectic collection of automobiles, ranging from Hyundai econoboxes to old Ford Super-Duty trucks suited for different applications. Among them there’s old ‘80s metal for sale. Parked right outside the window I stare out of in a daydream-like haze is a worn-down, big, white Cadillac.

From that view to that dealer I’ve lusted after a neat, red Z31 Nissan 300ZX and a beater early-3rd-gen Chevrolet Camaro, to name some. Then how come that Cadillac, with mismatching whitelines and blackwalls and faded business advertisement telephone numbers still present on its rear flanks grabs my attention as much as iconic 1980s sporty coupes? Ladies and gentlemen, I believe we have a case of car lust. Continue reading