I'm a bit late, but got my copy Tuesday. Wednesday night, I turned off all the lights in the TV room, and sat enthralled for 90 minutes. Ms. Karen came by every few minutes to wipe the drool from my chin.
Good stuff, but all of it paled compared to the beach scene of Johnny Campbell. That sequence was a gift from God. The cameraman must have been about to wet his pants and cry at the same time.
People on the course. I knew it was a problem, but da-yum! How can the racers concentrate on racing, when the opportunity looms to kill about a dozen people in two seconds.
Picky me, I caught a scene of a (clearly) two stroke with four stroke sound. And when they were interviewing Chuck Palmgren they had his name mis-spelled. Oh well, I guess even Dana Brown is human after all.