First of all I’d like to clear something up before we venture into this review.
I have always (and forever) thought F1 was a completely pointless sport. This is just my opinion of course.
Maybe I don’t get it, or understand it for some reason. But I just couldn’t see the appeal.
Perhaps until now...
After seeing this documentary I can almost imagine myself sitting down to watch some (not all mind you, let’s not get too bloody excited) of the next Grand Prix that happens to grace my television screen.
Overall I was truly captivated by this.
I’d heard of the formula One racing driver Ayrton Senna or at the very least it rang bells when his name was tossed around in conversation. But I had no idea what a legend he was in his field and indeed what a virtuoso behind the wheel he was!
He is also a very likable guy, he loves his family, his country (surprisingly all the women that throw themselves at him) and the sport he feels incredibly blessed to be a part of.
The film starts off in the early years of Senna Go-Karting in Europe, and then we push onto F1 where he eventually signs with his long term team McLaren and it is here that he wins his x3 World Championship titles...and in fantastic style.
His driving genius makes him for want of a better word a 'God' in his home country Brazil.
For the ride we have his ‘arch nemesis’ Frenchman Alain Prost (who is also part of the McLaren team & has won bucket loads of titles himself). The competition heats up between these two, which makes for some really compelling viewing.
Both men make it no secret that they pretty much hate each other, certainly at the peak of the competition when either driver could clench the title.
The narration from his family, colleagues & the media that would follow his every move is well told and gives us a fantastic insight into the man.
You do get a small glimpse into the racing world and all its politics, but the real adventure is gloriously depicted around Senna himself. You begin to route for him (despite knowing his unfortunate demise), I almost felt like cheering at certain points when they played out some of his nail biting races as his career leaps and bounds from strength to strength! But of course doing that kind of thing is incredibly sad in a cinema.
As I said I said I’m not a Formula One fan. But if being a fan of this film, means also celebrating the greatness of this sport as well as Senna himself.
Then I think I might have perhaps found myself a new sport to follow.
Bobby Dazzler.
Trailor: http://www.imdb.com/video/imdb/vi1709218841/
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