F1 isn’t just a pit stop for Formula 1 obsessives—it’s a roaring, high-octane rush. Forget gripes about accuracy; this is pure cinema, pulsing with dazzling race sequences, electric performances from Brad Pitt and Damson Idris, and visuals that outpace even its Top Gun: Maverick pedigree. I came in a casual fan and left wanting to see a real race—if that’s not movie magic, what is?
F1 isn’t just a pit stop for Formula 1 obsessives—it’s a roaring, high-octane rush.
It’s fanfic of some old guy’s playthrough of F1 23. It’s fun if you leave your brain in the fridge.