Animenter There are women in the film, but none has anything you could call a personality.

Whitech It is not only a funny movie, but it allows a great amount of joy for anyone who watches it.

Fairaher The film makes a home in your brain and the only cure is to see it again.

Winifred The movie is made so realistic it has a lot of that WoW feeling at the right moments and never tooo over the top. the suspense is done so well and the emotion is felt. Very well put together with the music and all.

Lee Eisenberg I haven't seen very many movies about car races, which makes John Frankenheimer's "Grand Prix" all the more impressive. The characters' relationships with each other aren't the most impressive, but the movie's editing and cinematography is something to behold. Some of the scenes are shot from what one might call the car's point of view. Think about it: looking straight ahead while going at a higher speed than most cars ever reach.So, the plot probably won't appeal to everyone, but the racing scenes are to die for. You gotta see the movie just for those.Jessica Walter sure was a babe back in the day.

Leofwine_draca I'm a big fan of director John Frankenheimer's work and I think he's made some of the best action sequences in Hollywood. GRAND PRIX is his racing car drama that sees ROCKFORD star James Garner involved in a terrible accident on the track which causes his career to spiral out of control before he makes efforts to turn things around. The story suffers from a huge amount of long-winded relationship drama; the running time is near enough three hours and easily half of that running time could have been excised in order to focus on what's important; namely, the racing scenes. These are superbly staged and as good as they come. Frankenheimer refused to shoot his car races slow and speed them up, rightly believing the effect looked fake, so what you see here is all real. Garner did his own driving and the camera follows him every inch of the way. Frankenheimer captures the speed and excitement perfectly and his use of in-car cameras reminds one of the energy of something like BEN HUR's chariot race. You can tell this is the same guy who shot RONIN thirty years later. It's just a pity that the rest of the story is so sluggish and manages to waste the star calibre of somebody like Toshiro Mifune.

MoneyMagnet This movie could have been absolutely spectacular if only any energy at all had been put into the human side of the story. Any screenplay that turns James Garner into a sexless bore with hardly any screen time, has got something seriously wrong with it (really - he has an affair with another driver's wife and we don't even see so much as a kiss?) It certainly isn't the fault of the cast, who are all likable actors with very little to do or say off the track. I gradually came to care somewhat about the drivers' stories, but the screenplay worked mightily for 3 hours to make me NOT care. Still, anyone who follows car racing at all can't fail to feel the clichéd-yet-still-true drama of the final race at Monza. "Sarti morta..." Criticisms out of the way, the racing sequences really are all that and a bag of chips, as advertised. I actually own this movie on Blu Ray and despite the fact I don't think it is a great movie, will likely watch it again just for the racing. I only wish that there had been more story focused on the team owners and team politics and drivers being concerned about the track conditions, as I am a racing fan (Indycar) and those stories interest me more.

Robert J. Maxwell What a spectacle -- these bullet-shaped racing cars shooting ballistically along the straightaways in Monaco and elsewhere, engines buzzing like a swarm of enormous bees, popping from one frequency to another in quantum leaps as the drivers manipulate the clutch in their bowling shoes.Bowling shoes? Well, that's what they look like. We get to see a lot of them, and the driving gloves and helmets and wrenches and nuts that director Frankenheimer made sure to include in order to stage authenticity.The cast is impressive, from James Garner through Yves Montand to Toshiro Mifune. And the LADIES! Elegant blond Eva Marie Saint, stony and sluttish Jessica Walters, and a few glimpses of a stunning young Genevieve Page. Page is being flirted with by a happy-go-lucky young Italian driver. "Drink?" "I don't drink." "Smoke?" "I don't smoke." "Well -- what DO you do?" (She silently looks him up and down.) When you're that lucky, happiness follows as the night the day.Not all the dialog is clever. It has an elliptical quality, as if somebody had gotten Hemingway mixed up with Sartre. The non sequiturs emerge from the script clipped. "The truth is that I don't get lonely." "I don't follow you." "Don't you?" "Do you?" "What is existence?" "Only a pageant of illusions." Well, I made that last part up but you get the flavor.The personal lives of the drivers impinge on their professional activities to varying extents, but so what? If you're into racing, this is your kind of movie. The director steps wrong only a few times, mostly at the beginning, when the screen is filled with multiple images, sometimes of the same shot. It's dizzying, like looking in a store window filled with a hundred TV sets, all tuned to the same channel. But the location shooting is fine. There are no crummy special effects and of course no CGI's. Maurice Jarre has written a pleasant melody for the score.If I were more of an internal adrenalin addict I'd have given it an extra point. It's not at all a stupid movie. We don't have somebody shouting into Tony Curtis' ear, "Take him on the straightaway, Johnny!"