“Did you recover from that bad crash?”
“No.”
“Auto racing is important.”
Otherwise, it’s one long montage filled with lights, racing cars, and vroom sounds. It would not surprise me if Steve McQueen came home from Kurick’s 2001: A Space Odessey in the theater for the first time and thought, “We could do the same thing, but with race-cars instead of space ships!” It’s basically plotless, and I could see how it could be hypnotic in a 1971 movie theater, after a few drags of “wacky tobacky.” The stylistic shots of reflections in the car paint, the engine sounds (and lack of), and the sparse use of music, characters, and plot make this all a big experiment. A gas-powered Warhol movie.
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