I always fancied the idea of a Knight Rider film, where the plot revolves around Michael Knight, who by now is a cranky 60-something man in a Florida seniors’ complex, getting called out of retirement, and having to do a few repairs on KITT just to get it out of the garage.
It would be a must for KITT’s moving red nose light to be stuck in one position, for the tech to have had no updates whatsoever, and for the muffler to need replacement. It would help if KITT’s voice slowed down from time to time, like a stretched old cassette tape, or an LP on a poorly turntable.
Extra thumbs up if Michael has a prolapse in L4.