Strap in and shut up—this one rips.
“F1” is not just a movie. It’s a full-throttle experience built for the big screen—and if you’re not watching it in IMAX, you’re doing it wrong. From the very first scene, director Joseph Kosinski (yep, Top Gun: Maverick) launches you into the cockpit and never lets go.
Brad Pitt? He owns it. Charisma on tap. He’s the cowboy we didn’t know “F1” needed—channeling a modern-day Cole Trickle with a smirk, some scars, and serious grit. He doesn’t just act, he steals the show.
The script fires on all cylinders—sharp, funny, and surprisingly emotional. Even if you’ve never watched a race in your life, you’ll be grinning, gripping your seat, and maybe even googling the next Grand Prix.
And Hans Zimmer? Maestro mode. His score is the engine underneath it all—roaring, pulsing, absolutely chef’s kiss.
Bottom line: “F1” isn’t just the first must-see of the year—it might be the movie of the decade. Buckle up.
