The racing scenes and Florence Italy location sequences are far more interesting than the crime setup involving industrial espionage and crook Stanley Baker. I found that a confusing start to this otherwise colorful film which has Baker in hiding and utilizing race car driver Anthony Steel to get away, sending the rather annoying Odile Versois into a tizzy, quite clinging in her romance with Steel and in cahoots with the sinister James Robertson Justice, the film's real heavy.
The chase sequences on the curvy mountain roads seem like they would have been thrilling on a big screen, even more intense than the race sequences. A favorite moment occurs when a helmet wearing Baker is confronted by a pesky photographer who tries to rip it off, getting a surprisingly justifiable reaction by Baker. But the subject matter didn't really interest me, so it was the gorgeous color photography and action that kept me watching. Otherwise, it came off to me as a tedious convoluted bore.
The chase sequences on the curvy mountain roads seem like they would have been thrilling on a big screen, even more intense than the race sequences. A favorite moment occurs when a helmet wearing Baker is confronted by a pesky photographer who tries to rip it off, getting a surprisingly justifiable reaction by Baker. But the subject matter didn't really interest me, so it was the gorgeous color photography and action that kept me watching. Otherwise, it came off to me as a tedious convoluted bore.