Rivalriesthe kind that go down in history, like the one Ron Howard's Rush is based onare almost always grounded in contrast. Machine-like Bjö¨rn Borg vs. combustible John McEnroe; flashy Magic Johnson vs. steady Larry Bird; dancing, brash Ali vs. lumbering, stolid Foremanall of them captivated audiences because they were as much about style as talent. Winning wasn't really the only thing; people could also argue over whether it was important how you looked while you were doing it.
Rush, however, takes its cues less from the great sports rivalries than from one based in the arts: the Mozart vs. Salieri dynamic of Amadeus. And in so doing, the film inadvertently manages to say as much about the reputation of its director as it does about the story at hand.
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Because if Howard is likely to be compared with either of the key players in this fact-based tale of the mid-'70s Formula 1 racing rivalry between cocky, daring James Hunt (Chris Hemsworth) and diligent, risk-averse Niki Lauda (Daniel Brühl), it's the latter. Despite being an Oscar winner for A Beautiful Mindor, depending on your cynicism, because he's an Oscar winnerHoward's reputation among cinephiles ranges from "generally competent" to "workmanlike." He's the guy who's going to take whatever story you give him and deliver something perfectly watchable, but you're never going to go to one of his movies for the privilege of seeing a master direct the hell out of a motion picture.
This story is exactly the kind at which Howard has proven most adept, using the framework of real-life characters as he did so effectively with A Beautiful Mind, Cinderella Man and Frost/Nixon. The action begins with a crucial race in 1976, before flashing back to the early years of the rivalry between Hunt and Lauda on the minor-leagues of the European racing circuit. Howard and screenwriter Peter Morganwho collaborated on Frost/Nixoneffectively set up the initial parallel between the two men as children of privilege who rebel against the expectations of their families, before focusing on the clash of styles that differentiated them.
Mostly though, there's racinga lot of racingand Howard shows some flash in those scenes that hasn't been typical of him in the past. Working with Danny Boyle's longtime cinematographer Anthony Dod Mantle, Howard finds the kinetic appeal of racing without resorting merely to two-second editsalthough it's hard for him to get past the fact that one shot of a car moving very fast around a track looks a lot like the previous shot, and the one before that, and so forth.
There's also some great material in Rush about the connection that develops between people whose greatest pleasure is beating one another. After a crash appears to sideline Lauda for the remainder of a season, he endures grueling rehabilitationall while watching Hunt catch up to him in the season standingsmotivated by the need to defend his title. And when a reporter insults Lauda during a press conference, it's Hunt who comes to his defense with surprising brutality. Brühl's performance is considerably more compelling than Hemsworth's. He perfectly captures the pique of a guy who genuinely can't understand people who don't see the world as rationally as he does. But both actors capture the competitive respect that has always driven the great sports legends.
Rush offers plenty to like in its study of the drive to win, and in the performances that anchor that study; it just doesn't offer much to love. Like so many of Howard's films over the years, it's content to hit its marksthe montages, the character-arc peaks and valleys, the action beatswithout ever finding a way to elevate the material. So we get the scenes of the two men wooing and interacting with their wives (Olivia Wilde and Alexandra Maria Lara) that rarely feel anything more than perfunctory, and add little to the distinction between their personalities. We get story-advancing scenes that might as well have "this is a story-advancing scene" written somewhere on the screen. Rush works, and maybe that's rare enough that it's not worth nit-picking. But as Salieri learned in Amadeus, there's a great divide between art that works and art that wows.
Rush opens Fri., Sept. 27, at the Carmike 12.