This is fantastic documentary. Extracting the very most from a hugely complex, annual human and mechanical endeavour, this sparkling film looks at the 2010 Isle of Man Tourist Trophy Road Races. The central rider, Guy Martin, appeared, a while back, in one of those Wasn't The Industrial Revolution Great series, chugging down canals and building small steam engines, frying bacon on hot shovels, that sort of thing; his appeal was not so much his engineering expertise - he wasn't even of Fred Dibnah's standard - but what singled him out was his failure to even attempt the grammar of TeeVee presentation, Guy Martin was Mr dead ordinary.
This film reveals that although he's as common as muck, he is far from ordinary - as are all the other riders, former riders and associates in this, the most dangerous road sport event in the world, in history. Amazing fitness, skill and superhuman courage put these guys in another dimension to the simpering millionaire arseholes of F1. And they show a repulsive retard like Andy Murray to be just that, a whining Momma's boy who needs a good, sharp, regular slap in the gob to help him into the human race.
I always feel a bit strange watching TT stuff because before I was born my father raced there on his Brough Superior 1000cc bike, it is impossible for me to visualise him, my father, flipping his weight around at a hundred miles an hour, but I'm sure he did. Don't know if he won anything but this film reveals that only a handful of riders win anything, it's the trying that counts.
There are no fortunes in TT riding but there is intense, genuine camaraderie - at 200 miles an hour on two wheels, cartwheeling, back-breaking, flaming Death is only an instant away. Inevitably, there is tragedy in this account but its abiding impact will be its portrayal of all those brave, curious, clever-monkey traits, the ones which brought us from the sea, to the caves, to the cities and maybe to the stars.