If I hadn't known beforehand that this was a Cronenberg film from the 70s, I would've bet the farm that it was an 80s film directed by Tony Scott, what with the aweful rock music and the homoerotic rivalries. Extra points for being ahead of its time, but also minus points for anticipating a style and subgenre which I absolutely despise. The way Cronenberg films the races is pretty nice, though. His quintessential themes and sensibilities are somewhat on display in these moments, and with just the right amount of beers, it made for a pretty good time.
Review of Fast Company
