Review: Rush (second-pass)

Rush (second-pass)
Cert: 15 / 123 mins / Dir. Ron Howard



There 's not really much to add from last time, I'm afraid. Re-watching a film gives me the chance to take my foot off the plot-pedal*¹ and have a look around at the scenery, but I'm not an F1 buff, so I couldn't geek out on all the race detail, and while I was alive in the timeframe of the movie, I was a little too young to fully appreciate the nostalgia it offers.

So instead, all I could do was marvel*² at how solidly the story is told; to the point where I was still gripped for the entire movie, even knowing how it ends. This really is quite a remarkable film, about remarkable people. It doesn't make want to start watching F1, but I'm not convinced it's meant to. If you only go to the cinema once this year, go for this.

Oh, and thanks to the two gentlemen some seats away over to my left who thought it was acceptable to start having a conversation in the middle of the film. Not whispering, actually talking. Not kids, distracted or bored with what they were seeing, actual adult males in their fifties, talking about the film. During the film. I didn't go over and punch them, but only because they'd then have started making even more noise. Unbelievable.



It is.



I did.



It does.



Go to the cinema to see this at the earliest opportunity.



I probably will, yes.



I will.



There isn't.





*¹ No driving-based pun intended, I assure you.
*² And that's not an oblique Thor pun, either.

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