Classic old school plot. Classic getaway. Classic cars. Classic chases but with beautiful shots of tight mountain roads. Pretty girls (only two of them). Nice soundtrack.
The makers of this movie failed to add depth to the main characters, because they shouldn't have even tried. The movie has enough pretty cars, two(yes, only two) pretty girls, decent pace which was watered down with shallow love stories. For some reason it gives the feeling that they cannot fail which spoils the thrill: "How are they gonna make it now!?". Yes, acting was cheesy, but convincing enough so you can bare it before the next chase. Clint Eastwood's son was so stiff, that I was expecting him to spit tobacco and to get on the horse at any moment now. The good thing - every single stunt was very real. No zero gravity, no "turn off the physics for a while" moments. Engine roar, rubber and grip. I would prefer this one before any of the last FF movies.
