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.
