![]() ![]() ![]() I feel great about his decision-making skills.) Two decades, five streaming platforms, and an untold number of very loud cars later, I think I’m sold. (My boyfriend also revealed that he once re-created the movie’s “stare and drive” move on a busy road on his bike. Joined by an enthusiastic boyfriend to explain the car-related plot points, I dedicated several weeks to this 21-hour project, leaving a few nights in between each installment to process it all. But it sure is fun to watch them pretend. Even I, a woman who knows nothing about cars, am pretty sure they can’t do things like fly, go to space, or keep working while on fire. Linear time, the laws of physics, the finality of death - none of it matters when you have upwards of five movie stars and some large hunks of metal to explode. Recently, the Fast & Furious franchise, a particularly long and infamously franchise-y series of movies, released its tenth installment, Fast X, which was as good a time as any to catch up on all nine of the previous films.Īs it turns out, the Fast movies are a lot like a soap opera: They will never end, no one dies, and they exist in an increasingly implausible version of reality. The mindless humor, the endless spinoffs, the rhythmic lull of the formulaic storylines, the dramatic reveal of a random famous actor doing a 30-second cameo - it’s like ASMR for my celebrity-obsessed brain. Unfortunately for anyone who goes to movies with me, I love a film franchise. Photo-Illustration: by The Cut Photos: Everett Collection, Shutterstock ![]()
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