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Creativity starves insanity
Shanghai late into the night and the body slams hard against the interior of a car. Swerving and hugging corners with an enthusiasm of insanity and time shaving for the session at the cinema.
Greater Union Liverpool is now dead and empty. With no hanging banners and no wall posters it is now the kind of place to shove a few thousand people in when the oncoming storm hits a mighty force. Smacks of desolation and desertion, where the last thing standing is a rocky road choc top.
Out with a damn start off the boot, the movie straight away fails to feel more than a single viewing affair. Ratcheting up the jokes, peeling the ear drums to catch the quips, it's all about an exercise in enjoying the moment for what it's worth and never lingering long around the exhaust.
Will Ferrell is funny as Ricky Bobby, a NASCAR driver with a burn that leaves no prisoners. Gary Cole, smarting the loser dad routine as Reece Bobby, walks a fine bow-legged walk, too cool to hang around. Sacha Baron Cohen as the gay French Formula One driver Jean Girard is perhaps beyond the cool of the other racers.
By the end it feels like taking another lap isn't outside the scope, but by the end, it's time to walk away from the race and again feel the Gs slamming it up as a passenger behind a lead foot.
Soon Van - Sunday, 24 September 2006 - 17:29
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