Gone is 60 seconds is the definition of I'm watching this for the plot. If the plot was American cars and a big chase at the end. I definitely saw some cars l want. The rest is stitched together by a flimsy reason to show all these cool cars.
When I say the real plot is flimsy, I mean it. The first 50 minutes before the big chase at the end goes at a break neck pace introduction characters you barely know. They look cool and I'm not asking for complex characters. I just needed more to make them memorable because I kind of forgot about them as soon as they left the scene.
The story is simple. Steal 40 cars before the weekend is up. I like the story its just the structure that doesn't work. Everything moves so fast and while characters doing just a job can be cool. In the Grey did it well this year. I just needed more time with the plot and characters to again make it memorable.
That being said the cars and chases make the movie entertaining. That last 40 minute chase was just awesome. Even the tow truck chase earlier had me on the edge of my seat. So I can clearly say the cars and action make up for the character flaws.
Gone in 60 seconds is fun but flawed. Stay for the car chases and enjoy the cool look of the movie. The rest is a little lacking but that last 40 minutes mostly makes up for it.

Gone is 60 seconds is the definition of I'm watching this for the plot. If the plot was American cars and a big chase at the end. I definitely saw some cars l want. The rest is stitched together by a flimsy reason to show all these cool cars.
When I say the real plot is flimsy, I mean it. The first 50 minutes before the big chase at the end goes at a break neck pace introduction characters you barely know. They look cool and I'm not asking for complex characters. I just needed more to make them memorable because I kind of forgot about them as soon as they left the scene.
The story is simple. Steal 40 cars before the weekend is up. I like the story its just the structure that doesn't work. Everything moves so fast and while characters doing just a job can be cool. In the Grey did it well this year. I just needed more time with the plot and characters to again make it memorable.
That being said the cars and chases make the movie entertaining. That last 40 minute chase was just awesome. Even the tow truck chase earlier had me on the edge of my seat. So I can clearly say the cars and action make up for the character flaws.
Gone in 60 seconds is fun but flawed. Stay for the car chases and enjoy the cool look of the movie. The rest is a little lacking but that last 40 minutes mostly makes up for it.

I'm still a bit baffled as to how I feel about this one. It's poorly made, features some terrible acting, a high percentage of its crappy script is delivered as voice-over, its pacing is awful, and it features endless examples of some of the weirdest editing choices ever (I watched it via streaming so I will cut it some slack on the mushy image quality).

That said, some of the above things are just so bad that they sort of arrive, Möbius strip-like, around the other side at wildly entertaining. 

It has (according to promotional material and legend) a 40-minute car chase (though a lot of that is literally driving around one block, in a dirt field, or back and forth past the same locations) where dozens (and, probably, dozens) of cars crash or are otherwise rendered inoperable. While a good chunk of this is over- or under-cranked, a great deal of it looks really, really dangerous (two of the crashes in particular appear to be completely uncontrolled in any way).

It has a tiger in a car.

It has some stick-on mustaches and sideburns.

There is an interminable sequence where a guy walks along a row of parked cars cross-cut with a woman sitting at a desk looking like she's about to pass out from boredom.

At one point later, someone says 'I'll stick up your doo-bob.'

I dunno, people. About the only thing I'm sure of is that there is no way that the Jerry Bruckheimer/Dominic Sena/Nicolas Cage remake can even hope to be this fascinating.

I'm still a bit baffled as to how I feel about this one. It's poorly made, features some terrible acting, a high percentage of its crappy script is delivered as voice-over, its pacing is awful, and it features endless examples of some of the weirdest editing choices ever (I watched it via streaming so I will cut it some slack on the mushy image quality).

That said, some of the above things are just so bad that they sort of arrive, Möbius strip-like, around the other side at wildly entertaining. 

It has (according to promotional material and legend) a 40-minute car chase (though a lot of that is literally driving around one block, in a dirt field, or back and forth past the same locations) where dozens (and, probably, dozens) of cars crash or are otherwise rendered inoperable. While a good chunk of this is over- or under-cranked, a great deal of it looks really, really dangerous (two of the crashes in particular appear to be completely uncontrolled in any way).

It has a tiger in a car.

It has some stick-on mustaches and sideburns.

There is an interminable sequence where a guy walks along a row of parked cars cross-cut with a woman sitting at a desk looking like she's about to pass out from boredom.

At one point later, someone says 'I'll stick up your doo-bob.'

I dunno, people. About the only thing I'm sure of is that there is no way that the Jerry Bruckheimer/Dominic Sena/Nicolas Cage remake can even hope to be this fascinating.

es la típica película que ponen en la tele a la hora de la siesta tbh, no está mal pero ñeñera

es la típica película que ponen en la tele a la hora de la siesta tbh, no está mal pero ñeñera

Writer/Director/Producer/Star AND stunt co-ordinator?

H.B. Halicki leaves no production credit untouched in bringing his passion project to the big screen. Souped up seventies sensation Gone in 60 Seconds is a rev-head wet dream. The kind of movie where the car gets top billing.

Eleanor is a mustard yellow 1971 Ford Mustang and is the primary target for Maindrian (Haliki) and his crew of insurance folk/car boosters who are on a mission to grand theft autovise a list of 70s era luxury sports cars.

The acting is a little stodgy at times, especially from some of the real life racing identities who cameo, and this would have to be one of the most obviously ADR’ed movies of all time - but you ain’t here for all that, you are here for the fast cars and you get plenty of that.

I can’t even drive a manual (or stick as you American folk would say) but even I can appreciate the bevy of four wheeled beauties on display here. This culminates in an epic police pursuit that is truly something, with a car jump moment they are so proud of they freeze frame mid-jump, overlay footage of the jump from a different angle, play that and then unfreeze the image of the first jump.

Hey! I made it all the way through a Gone in 60 Seconds review and DIDN’T once make a premature ejaculation joke.

Ahhhh dammit. I BLEW it.

Writer/Director/Producer/Star AND stunt co-ordinator?

H.B. Halicki leaves no production credit untouched in bringing his passion project to the big screen. Souped up seventies sensation Gone in 60 Seconds is a rev-head wet dream. The kind of movie where the car gets top billing.

Eleanor is a mustard yellow 1971 Ford Mustang and is the primary target for Maindrian (Haliki) and his crew of insurance folk/car boosters who are on a mission to grand theft autovise a list of 70s era luxury sports cars.

The acting is a little stodgy at times, especially from some of the real life racing identities who cameo, and this would have to be one of the most obviously ADR’ed movies of all time - but you ain’t here for all that, you are here for the fast cars and you get plenty of that.

I can’t even drive a manual (or stick as you American folk would say) but even I can appreciate the bevy of four wheeled beauties on display here. This culminates in an epic police pursuit that is truly something, with a car jump moment they are so proud of they freeze frame mid-jump, overlay footage of the jump from a different angle, play that and then unfreeze the image of the first jump.

Hey! I made it all the way through a Gone in 60 Seconds review and DIDN’T once make a premature ejaculation joke.

Ahhhh dammit. I BLEW it.

filmed on the streets very close my alma mater, my dad would always talk about this movie whenever we would commute together. now after the like 20+ (?) years ive been alive we watched this movie together. 

it’s cool to see scenery i see every day, but the geography of this movie confused me to no end. the plot too. im so dumb i didn’t realize the gray hair was a disguise and was wondering who the completely unconvincing gray fox was supposed to be.

but gone in 60 seconds is decidedly not a movie one watches for the “plot”. as the final car chase scene continued on and on i was hit with a feeling of meaninglessness, like the crashes were a reflection of the r/showerthoughts platitudes that once lay latent in my fried brain.

the cars kept piling up like crushed soda cans in a sequence that is both financially insane and psychologically noiseless. a woman beats the hood of a car with her umbrella on a cloudless southern california afternoon and people stare with mild interest. why do we continue the pursuit despite the complete pointlessness of it all? to see how long one can hold the note, to bear witness to abject destruction out of a morbid curiosity? i guess we want to see things when theyre broken too. 

my dad’s final thoughts? “it wasn’t as good as i remembered.”

filmed on the streets very close my alma mater, my dad would always talk about this movie whenever we would commute together. now after the like 20+ (?) years ive been alive we watched this movie together. 

it’s cool to see scenery i see every day, but the geography of this movie confused me to no end. the plot too. im so dumb i didn’t realize the gray hair was a disguise and was wondering who the completely unconvincing gray fox was supposed to be.

but gone in 60 seconds is decidedly not a movie one watches for the “plot”. as the final car chase scene continued on and on i was hit with a feeling of meaninglessness, like the crashes were a reflection of the r/showerthoughts platitudes that once lay latent in my fried brain.

the cars kept piling up like crushed soda cans in a sequence that is both financially insane and psychologically noiseless. a woman beats the hood of a car with her umbrella on a cloudless southern california afternoon and people stare with mild interest. why do we continue the pursuit despite the complete pointlessness of it all? to see how long one can hold the note, to bear witness to abject destruction out of a morbid curiosity? i guess we want to see things when theyre broken too. 

my dad’s final thoughts? “it wasn’t as good as i remembered.”