The Movie Slut tried. She wanted to love this flick about a lowly American car company building a race car to beat the highfalutin Italian sports car manufacturer. Who doesn't love an underdog?
She wanted to gush about Matt Damon's performance as Carroll Shelby, the race car driver-turned-automotive-designer and Christian Bale as the hot-headed, rogue race car driver— the duo that defied all odds to win at Le Mans in 1966.
Alas. That was not to be.
Sure it was a box office success and critics raved as if it were Citizen Kane meets Casablanca. And yes, you should see it. After all, the MS stands alone in her condemnation. Still she saw the movie as nothing more than a paint-by-numbers flick, replete with a cute kid, obnoxious villain, predictable setbacks, and some offensive Italian bashing for bad measure.
MS wishes she could say the flick lost her when Henry Ford II called Enzo Ferrari a "greasy" W-word. (Rhymes with hop on pop). But it lost her long before that.
Monday, November 18, 2019
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