An undeservedly
popular film that, considering it is set in a real world where the laws of physics and
science apply, is bereft of
even the slightest
shred of credibility. So much so that
even a scene of someone taking a piss on a pavement would have been executed in the most unrealistic manner possible. In fact, piss could no doubt be converted into emergency fuel in this films universe. But taking the piss is all this film will do to anyone with a 3 digit IQ.
It, along with it's many sequels and clones, is widely responsible for motivating the chav populace of Britain to mod their 2nd hand/ stolen / scrapyard Vauxhall Nova's by adding spoilers, neon lights and great big exhausts that virtually any person could fit up.
To put the twattyness of this film into perspective, the opening racing scene strongly alludes that the main characters
car is going so
fast that he is just one inch away from time travel. Anyone who watches on beyond this scene, on basis of enjoyment and not criticism, is a fucking
cunt of the highest order. For bonus twattage, Vin
Diesel is seen wearing a Christian necklace throughout, despite his spare time hobbies of illegal street racing, highway thieving and gang related drive-by shootings.
Rated "R" for Retards.
