I love my Mustang so I am obliged to love Bullitt. That’s just the way it is. As I was watching this I found myself picturing my car chasing down a Dodge Charger (which I may have to do in real life one of these days), so that made it a little extra fun.
I have heard about this car chase for as long as I can remember. It deserves all the accolades. It feels like it could be real. There’s no CG, no pretend flawless driving by either car, it’s just a wild chase with two drivers smashing their cars against the road over and over as they navigate the hills of San Francisco, and then smashing into/shooting at each other for good measure until (spoiler alert) one blows up. There’s no music so you can focus on all the screeching tires and revving engines without any distractions. I wish that old school approach was applied more often today.
The rest of the movie? Not as awesome. I found it confusing (why was there such confusion over a witness’ identity?), annoying (I hated Chalmers SO MUCH) and sad (Bullitt is not a happy guy). It was also very plodding in parts. But that car chase made watching this movie worthwhile, and I can’t wait to try something similar this week with our rental car!
If you’re keeping up with our travel notes, today we’re hopping in our Mustang convertible and driving down the coast, from San Francisco to Los Angeles. Jay managed to snag the very last convertible in the state of California (and has also managed to obscure the price paid for such a feat, which I can tell by her squirrelly eyes is phenomenal). With the top down we should be able to taste the salt coming off the Pacific Ocean, all the way to the City of Angels.