As brightly colored as a bag of Skittles and with twice the sugar rush, the Wachowskis’ take on the ’60s animated series is the flip side of The Matrix’s gloom-and-goth philosophizing. All the elements from the television show are in place, from the “mysterious” Racer X (Fox) to the Mach 5’s crazy Bondian gadgetry. Speed (Hirsch) is the same old wide-eyed model of moral rectitude, utterly disillusioned when he discovers that his new sponsor has been fixing races for profit. But plot doesn’t matter here. The Wachowskis are playing with their new toy, digital image processing. Fully freed of the surly bonds of realism, they build their movie like a collage, layering images on top of each other. It’s frankly exhausting, and like that bag of Skittles, it won’t really satisfy your hunger. But look at all those bright, shiny colors.