This vexed me from the start with the black-and-white archive footage and grating music. Thousands of films do this for exposition and it’s rarely with effect.
It’s just so boring. It’s a safe, BORING movie about cars. Such an extraordinary director. The subject matter, boringly, appears to have dictated everything in this. Cars. Engines. How fascinating …. I cannot relay a single memorable image or sequence from this sad film. Which is quite sad.
Show me something stylish, make a moment lasting, give me the MANN TREATMENT. Nah, this was your biopic about a car-person featuring the most wooden actor ever to feature in a Star Wars movie. And on that topic, those rancid sequel flicks will hopefully be consigned to the garage bin.
I turned this off after 57 minutes.
I was fuming at how silly and crap this movie was.
Wanderings and ... wonderings. 