The Young Racers (1963)

People are voting emotionally.

best movie i've ever seen.

It's fun, it's light, [but] it has a hard time when its tries to get heavy.

The movie turns out to be a little better than the average. Starting from a romantic formula often seen in the cinema, it ends in the most predictable (and somewhat bland) way.

I don't think it's a spoiler to prepare viewers for a film that's anything but a racing film. If you are expecting an exploitation film like 'The Wild Angels', 'The Trip' or something to that extent where the racing lifestyle (whatever that is) is explored, you might be in for a disappointment.This is a surprisingly strong character driven drama full of pathos that one might mistake for a cheesy soap opera.I'm not going to give all of the plot details but I noticed quite a bit of elements one might find in a Douglas Sirk film, the kind where it plays out like a 'wheepy' or 'woman's film' when it actually has a lot more substance underneath, in fact lead actor William Campbell reminded me a lot of Robert Stack from 'Written on the Wind.' Sure this movie does have great racing/wipe out footage but that's just a hook to get the viewer involved with the development of lead character Joe Machin, an arrogant, womanizing race car champion. This film shows Roger Corman's range as well as some very nice European locations and set pieces.

Handsome writer, and racing car enthusiast, Mark Damon (as Steve Children) decides to pen the biography of Grand Prix champion driver William Campbell (as Joe Machin). As it turns out, Mr. Campbell is "arrogant, ruthless, crude, and altogether a hateful human being." In Mr. Damon's full view, Campbell ended an affair with Damon's fiancée. Damon wants to expose Campbell's bad character, but is drawn to the charismatic playboy. The two men duel over the affections of women like Damon's blonde secretary Luana Anders (as Henny), and form an unexpected friendship. Not a very good film, certainly; but, you can see where one was possible.**** The Young Racers (5/22/63) Roger Corman ~ Mark Damon, William Campbell, Luana Anders

Early 1960's newfangled, fast, agile, sleek, clean-lined, independent suspension formula one racers streak across the screen in glorious color. High-pitched, hi-revving engines scream DANGER HERE! This film delivers the typical 1960s male adolescent fantasy desire for a fast beautiful car, fast high-living, and the same kind of woman. At film's beginning, the characters are presented as mere stereotypes. In movie westerns, William Campbell was often typecast as a somewhat erratic bad guy, and in this movie he starts off in type as a bad guy 20th century playboy driver. He is egotistical, ruthless, detestable, married to a beautiful woman but still enjoys controlling, using, then callously discarding woman after woman (as he says, "the kind I get"). Mark Damon plays a writer who is also a driver and fiancée of one of the discards. But Damon's revenge is complicated by a growing friendship with Campbell as they compete on the racing circuit. Without being too obscure or complicated, the movie allows the excitement, danger, conflict, and searing emotions to cut thru the drivers' facades and expose their inner drives and fears, like a Bowie knife can carve up a tin of Boston baked beans. The characters become more than and different from what we thought. We increasingly understand and sympathize with the "bad" guy as he struggles with his fears and tries to become his better self. The plot climaxes, then accelerates promptly to a plausible resolution that leaves you with a good feeling. Enough fast action for any classic auto fan. Enough human element to get past the action into hearts and minds of the drivers "and the women who love them" (sorry, could not avoid inserting that cliché). Fans wanting more dwelltime should see James Garner's thrilling 1966 film "Gran Prix."

In this Roger Corman's movie we follow the tribulations and various romantic entanglements of Joe Machin ( you see, at first, he is cold-hearted , like a Machine ) but really the whole story is just an excuse to take the viewer through a nice tour of Europe ( or for the production team to take a vacation…). When the characters are not driving their F1s they do the cheapest thing a director can fill a movie with : talk, talk and talk some more. I guess Corman wanted The Young Racers to be classified as a full length movie so he had to fill it with something but I guarantee you that as soon as the 80 minutes are done with you will forget all the blah blah in a few heartbeats. In the first part of the film you can see a nice selection of vintage 60's bikinis. That's a plus ! And you can witness some typical 60's drinking and driving…with champagne no less ! Also, I think our friend Roger didn't want to bother with a boom operator in the busy streets of Europe so I guess the sound man FF Coppola hadn't much to do in the actual shooting of the film but what a nice goatee on his young face !