Protecting The Private Life

Rush is the most beautiful and terrifying display of raw power I have witnessed in recent memory. It simply wasn't possible to see and hear such speed and not be overwhelmed. There's really not much I can say about it – I can't think of a single fault. The cinematography was breath-taking; the acting was excellent; the soundtrack was classic Hans Zimmer; the pacing was perfect. This isn't a movie about cars or racing – it's a movie about a rivalry more powerful than even the constant risk of death. It is a movie of such pure intensity and everyone should try and see it. 10/10 I feel like I should make it clear that this is not blind praise – it's objective praise. Criticism is all well and good, but unfounded cynicism is merely tiresome. I genuinely cannot find fault in this movie.

Definitely a mixed bag. So mixed, in fact, that it didn't really feel cohesive, and the high highs and low lows are easily examined separately. I'll start with the lows: From start to finish, there was a vibe of an amateur editing job. The first 20 minutes were muddled, boring, and frustratingly lacking in anything for the audience to invest in. The plot soon recovered, but putting me in a bad mood straight out of the gate isn't what I was hoping for. And as painfully long as the beginning was, the end was shockingly abrupt. Even on a shot-by-shot level some of the editing choices seemed odd, and the whole affair left me disappointed far too often. As if to hammer the point home, somehow someone thought it was a good idea to assault the audience with fucking GoPro footage. It was hideous. It was jarring. It was just plain embarrassing. How such grainy and unnecessary footage made it into the final cut is beyond me. Not only was it far, far below the quality of the