I am so glad I'm F1 illiterate. Even though I know basically nothing about this sport, I can still feel how unrealistic everything is. The opening scene had me going, "Yeah right. Calm down already." But really, it doesn't matter. This has the hallmarks of producer Jerry Bruckheimer, it's dumb and it's fun. It has to be somewhat dumb to be this much fun. Everytime there was a reference made to the '90s, I couldn't help but think that that, too, was Jerry's hayday. Con Air anyone? The Rock? It's everything that we miss from the ideology-laden racist and sexist pedantic sub-AI-level s...