Another city has grown mean.  Streets are not safe, day or night.  Predators rule.

But wait.  Stepping through a secret panel, young Britt Reid hurries along a narrow dark passageway leading to a building on a nearby sidestreet.  Though supposedly abandoned, this building serves as the hiding place for the sleek, super-powered Black Beauty, streamlined car of The Green Hornet.

Covering his face with a mask, Reid takes the back seat.  Kato, his trusted friend and confidant, is already behind the wheel.  "Ignition," says a computerized voice, and the gleaming Black Beauty roars to life, its console lighting up dramatically with dozens of different buttons, dials, and indicators.  A photo-electric beam intercepts the headlights and starts a hydraulic system that lifts a section of the building's east wall.  As the great car rolls into the street and speeds away, behind it the wall lowers and settles back into place.

Scallywags, watch out.  Bad guys, beware.  Thieves, don't you do it.  Crooks, don't you dare.  Kato and The Green Hornet are back in action and headed for your neighborhood theater.

How cool is that?

Thank you, Columbia.

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