Film Review — F1

On paper, F1 is a very standard and generic sports story filled with familiar narrative and character cliches. An old, grumpy veteran reluctantly working with a younger, cocky rookie, eventually growing to appreciate the people around him and rediscovering his love for a sport, is not groundbreaking storytelling for the sports genre. And yet, the cast and presentation elevate the viewing experience beyond this basic premise.

Brad Pitt and Damson Idris have such magnetic and charismatic chemistry that made their seemingly cliché dynamic a delight to watch unfold. Their acting and rapport were certainly a primary factor that contributed to the film’s enjoyability.

Furthermore, all audio and visual aspects of the film are breathtaking, amplifying the intensity and excitement of the racing sequences to their utmost limit. The cinematography and directing were particularly miraculous, leaving me questioning how they were able to pull off what they did with the camera.

However, my biggest issue is the romance subplot between Sonny and Kate. Much like Top Gun Maverick—another film directed by Joseph Kosinski—scenes that serve to explore the protagonist’s relationship with their love interest ultimately drag out the viewing experience without contributing much to the rest of the narrative. The bloated 2-hour 35-minute runtime could definitely be condensed if these scenes were reduced or even removed entirely.

Despite its flaws, F1 holds a special place in my heart. The movie came out during a time in my life when I, too, was questioning the worth of a sport that was once so important to me. I believe that this film played a significant role in restoring my fleeting passion for this sport. The “flying” scene and “it’s not about the money” quote stick out to me in particular; sometimes, we are drawn by a purpose beyond mere winning or recognition.

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Formula 1 Makes me Angry

Pretty much since the beginning of COVID, I’ve been a pretty big Formula One fan. Although my favorite driver/team changes frequently, my undying hate for Redbull and Max Verstappen has not changed. With the increasing amount of seasons of Drive to Survive and Redbull’s latest success, half of Formula one media either involves Christian Horner or Max. I cannot stand it, the father-son relationship between Max and Christian is appalling. The amount of money that Redbull is willing to dish out to make Max happy is so annoying. They design the entire car for this literal child to just crash into people and the wall. He’s far too aggressive and dangerous for Formula one which is exemplified greatly by the last couple of seasons of Formula One. He actively breaks every rule he can and was even given his World Championship on a silver platter. I have no idea how this spoiled excuse of a driver has a seat in one of the top teams. I get that he’s fast, but he has almost double the number of crashes as he has podiums. I bet half of RB’s budget is spent on repairing this kid’s car because he clearly can’t keep it away from the wall or other people’s cars. Max is really just a Mustang driver who made it too far in motorsport.

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Similarly, if you watch the sky sports coverage, and/or Drive to Survive, you’re probably aware of the absurd amount of Christian Horner in both. The only team principal that’s ever interviewed mid-race in the Sky Sports coverage is Christian Horner and he never has anything useful to say. Not only that but he probably has more screen time on Drive to Survive than every single driver or team principal. All because he eats this reality TV crap up for dinner. I’ve never seen anyone on any sports-related reality tv who likes to hear themselves talk more than Christian. And all he does is sit there like an idiot and complain about Mercedes and Todo who never did anything to them except win. Oh no, Mercedes is better than you. I understand that it sucks to lose especially for an extended period of time, but why do you have to whine and moan about it for an entire season of DTS it’s debilitating. I just want a normal season of Drive to Survive where Christan shuts up and we actually get other voices than his dumb British accent and his ugly eStAtE.