REVIEW: Rush


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Over the last decade or so, it seems like critics got together and decided to declare Ron Howard a mediocre director. I wasn’t invited to that particular meeting, probably because I don’t agree. It’s easy to deride the guy for making a couple of paycheck movies like Angels and Demons and The Dilemma, but it’s not like he’s the only director in Hollywood to cash in.

People tend to forget that Howard is also responsible for some flat-out excellent films. Apollo 13, A Beautiful Mind, Cinderella Man, Frost/Nixon and the sadly underrated The Paper (which features one of my favorite Michael Keaton performances): that’s a track record that other directors would kill for. But for some reason, Howard doesn’t seem to get the credit he deserves.

Hopefully that will change with Rush, a fact-based drama that chronicles the heated rivalry between Formula One drivers James Hunt (Chris Hemsworth) and Niki Lauda (Daniel Bruhl). The film marks a significant transformation in Howard’s directing style, with a constantly shifting visual palette, kinetic race scenes and two dynamic lead performances. It’s also really sexy, an adjective not typically associated with films from the former Richie Cunningham.

Set during Formula One’s golden age, the film delves into Hunt and Lauda’s vastly different strategies and personal lives, and also explains why they’re committed – or crazy – enough to dominate in a sport that kills two  people every year. Working from a screenplay by Peter Morgan, Howard gives equal screen time to both drivers, allowing viewers to discover their wildly dissimilar personalities, their approach to the art of racing and their philosophies about life in general.

It must’ve been tempting for Howard and Morgan to go the traditional biopic route by aligning the audience’s sympathies with the handsome, charismatic Hunt and making them root against the aloof, methodical Lauda. Fortunately, the filmmakers wisely avoid the easy formula and instead make both men fascinating and difficult in their own unique ways. Giving characters depth and complexity – what a concept!

Rush doesn’t even attempt to pretend that Hunt and Lauda are nice guys; I’m pretty sure the word “asshole” is employed here more than any other movie you’ll see in 2013. But history is rarely made by the meek, especially in a sport that can turn a driver into a fireball the second he loses his focus.

Hemsworth and Bruhl are simply phenomenal in the lead roles, bolstered by a supporting cast packed with familiar faces (including a woefully underused Olivia Wilde as Hunt’s wife). Still, it’s ultimately a two-man show that culminates in a suspenseful final showdown. The best compliment I can pay the film is that I was on the edge of my seat even though I ordinarily couldn’t care less about racing. 

Rush is rated R for sexual content, nudity, language, some disturbing images and brief drug use.

Grade: B+

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