TAKEN FROM MOTORSPORTMAGAZINE.COM, OCTOBER 2019

If there is one genre of film I dislike more than any other, more than musicals, westerns or preposterous adventures in outer space, it’s films about racing. This is not because I have no interest in racing: quite the reverse, it is because I am obsessed by racing that I am effectively impossible to please.

I mention this now because in just over a fortnight a film variously called Ford vs Ferrari or Le Mans ’66, depending on where you’re watching it, will be released and I’m already bridling at the prospect. This is, of course, completely unfair.