A thought I had during this film: It seems to me that in all car movies (insofar as that is a coherent genre), cars functions as extensions of the body. I feel like there is inherently radical potential in that idea. I'm not convinced that this film fully acts on that potential, but it doesn't really have to. Really the best of its genre that I have seen. Echoes of Easy Rider, but lest insular and more populist.