Movie Review: Ferrari

In this biopic, two parallel stories about the man behind the iconic crimson race car and the fiery machine behind the man's passion are set on an uneven race.

The former unfurls with a slow burn that draws you in, while the latter picks up combustible speed through the windy roads of rural Italy threatening to throw you off the driver's seat as it navigates turns and corners at top speed.

At the home front, Enzo Ferrari's life is as combustible as the engines of his famous cars. Splitting his passion for cars and love between an embittered spouse/business partner and a mistress, he walks a thin line between love, hate, competition and bankruptcy.

Dodgy Italian accents aside, the trio characters at the heart of the story deliver impressive performances.

As Enzo Ferrari, Adam Driver engages and impresses with his delivery of an almost passionless but impassioned race car manufacturer battling competition both in love and business.

As his embittered spouse and business partner, Penelope Cruz delivers a scaringly cold turn that leaves you grabbing the steering wheel tightly as she bounds towards you on screen, purse in hand and face permanently set to a scowl.

As the mistress who must remain in the shadows, Shailene Woodley also impresses but like Driver, suffers moments of dodgy Italian accent.

Ferrari is a Slow-burning fast car ride that puts you squarely in the driver's seat, tells you to shut up and watch as it expertly navigates its tale of marital combustion, intricate business maneuvers and high-octane race car propulsions. 7/10