The Fast and the Furious (1955)

In one of Roger Corman's first films, one guy gets framed for manslaughter (as best as we can guess) and must steal a Jag and a lady to escape to Mexico. He somehow ends up getting sidetracked by entering into an auto race and by falling in love with said stolen lady. Zowie!

Well, this movie stinks. It's not worth your time at all. Its painfully boring all while trying to be super sophisticated and smart. It's neither of those things. The plot is not very flushed out and the series of events that happen to put the main guy (Frank Webster) on the path to the end are dubious at best. There's far too many things that just don't make any sense and kind of need to, even going by bad movie fan standards.

The characters are annoying and attempt to banter their way through their predicament, which somehow just ends up contradicting the previous thing they just said each time they open their mouths. The conflict is quite bland as they plainly could just drive to Mexico because no cops are going to ever arrest them. Here's a pretty typical example of intrigue:

(Paraphrasing)

Cop: Say, you might want to be on the lookout for an escaped murderer that looks just like you that has kidnapped a lady that looks just like her and stolen a Jag that looks just like this one. Well see ya!

And for those of you hoping that there might be some ancient secret living in this movie that ties together to the current Fast franchise, well sorry to dash your hopes. The title and that they center around people driving cars is about the best you can do. Steer clear here (get it?)!

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