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The World’s Fastest Indian Anthony Hopkins carries this—OK, surprisingly—engaging two-hour real-life flick about Burt Munro (Hopkins), an aged, grubby, low-rent New Zealand motorhead obsessed with breaking the land-speed record with his homestyle-custom 1920 Indian motorcycle at the Bonneville salt flats in 1967 Utah, USA, but he’s not alone. On his veritable odyssey from the land of the flightless bird to Speed Week in the States, old codger Burt meets a variety of engaging, not necessarily helpful characters while overcoming mundane yet daunting obstacles, anything from highway breakdowns to, well, yeah, death, because this dirty-fingernailed geezer wants to go 200-plus mph on a bike with dry-rotted tires, and is ready to die trying—you’ll see—because he’d rather live going fast than die standing still. This picture makes you realize how disgustingly rare it is to see a movie with so many sweet little actor-parts assembled so satisfyingly, with great character bits by Diane Ladd, Jessica Cauffiel, Saginaw Grant, Paul Rodriguez, Chris Williams, and Carlos Lacamara, fleshing out a simple tale that hits on so many cylinders. Plus, old people get laid, too, you know. Vroom-vroom.

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