We are focused on "rebels, lunatics, dreamers" -- men who are desperate to make a mark and are willing to die trying. That was the golden age of Formula One racing. From 1976, we flashback to six years earlier. We see sexy champion James Hunt, played quite well by Chris Hemsworth, charm the blouse off a young nurse when he needs a minor wound stitched and dressed. He digs life in the fast lane. He loves champagne, a little cocaine and casual sex with lovely ladies.
His rival is not a babe magnet. Niki Lauda isn't even popular with his own father.
Daniel Brühl just about races off with the movie thanks to his excellent work as Lauda. Rush was a fast-paced departure from the kind of films we associate with Ron Howard. Directors, like actors, need to exercise some new muscles from time to time. Despite the terrific and well-deserved reviews Ron Howard got for Rush, it had engine trouble at the box office. Audiences weren't drawn to his racing movie. I rented it last weekend. Wow. I was thoroughly entertained. The Formula One racing sequences in the second hour were so intense and action-packed that I gasped. Rush is a Ron Howard high point.
Both drivers are driven men. Hunt and Lauda are opposites in personality and looks but, in their need to make a mark in the sport, they share a common bond. We see two different kinds of passion for the sport. Two different mentalities. The possibility of death raises the stakes on the sport and their performances. Hunt says, "The closer you are to death, the more alive you feel. The more alive you are." There's the human connection. You don't have to be a sportscar driver to know the truth of that remark. Many years ago, when my late partner was diagnosed with a terminal illness, I felt more alive taking care of him that I did performing on television.
At first you think you're in for an Amadeus on wheels. There's the golden boy who's a hit with fans, the press and the ladies. He's more naturally gifted than disciplined.
You have the somewhat jealous rival, a blunt and temperamental man who is very disciplined, has to work harder and does not have the face desired for magazine covers and TV ads. Unlike Hunt, he will not be wearing a patch on his racing uniform that reads "Sex. Breakfast of Champions." Hunt is a party animal who wisecracks to a reporter about his "big balls."
Later, you get the vibe that the movie will be sort of a Quiz Show on wheels with the popular handsome winner and the plain-looking, cranky rival out to show that the golden boy is tarnished. Well, it has a touch of both -- Amadeus and the Robert Redford's film about a famous 1960s TV game show scandal. But Rush gets even more interesting when you notice an attitude of "looks count more than talent and character" in the sports coverage. It's a statement on society that's relevant today. Look how rigid media outlets have been in presenting images of women as desirable and prized. They were constantly young, slim and pretty. Women over 40 and 50 and full-figured women were not presented as beautiful. The same thing happens with men. He may not be handsome, but love comes into Lauda's life. At first, he's nervous about it because he feels that "happiness is the enemy." He thinks that happiness will remove his competitive edge. Here's a trailer for Rush.
Rush directed by Ron Howard. It's worth a look for your weekend entertainment.
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