I've been watching F1 since '97, 3 years after senna died, and it was the era of michael schumacher. Since officially becoming Michael's fan in 1999, it has never changed to this day, and everything about senna can only be learned from previous videos and interviews in magazines. There is no doubt that this is an admirably great driver. The pursuit of speed, the firm belief in her own ideas and the attachment to family and friends all make senna more three-dimensional. He never really compromised with anyone or the system, while being honest with those around him. Without deliberate drama, the audience is still in the play, which has to be said to be the huge attraction of Senna's personal charm. The him in the image, even in the camera, is still the same him, the man who often lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. However, why are those bright eyes always full of hesitation and hesitation? In addition to the happy smile when excited, where does the unpredictable unease come from at other times? We never know.
From the beginning of the film, the heavy and sad soundtrack has been shrouded in a haze. It seems to always remind the audience that all good things will eventually end in tragedy. When the words imola appeared on the big screen, I couldn't help but gasp. He knew what he was going to see next, but he couldn't stop the great sadness. It was a black weekend that people don't want to mention: 2 dead and 1 wounded. As Senna was about to crash, I closed my eyes, fearing that the pain would come from the big screen and hit my heart. But in the end it was all in vain, I still couldn't control the tears that I kept falling and the trembling of my body.
When Alain Prost crossed his chest at Senna's funeral, he probably didn't expect the fight between them to end in this way. There was no more grudge at that moment. As Senna's coffin passed through Sao Paulo, a woman said: "Brazilians go through a lot: hunger, poverty, disease and a little laughter. But now this little laughter is taken away." Reminds me of when I was a child in a book A passage I saw in a magazine: The most popular sport in Brazil is football, and you can see people playing ball at any time in the streets. Brazil has a lot of great players. But if you ask Brazilians who their national hero is, they will answer you: ayrton senna.
After the film ended, all 9 people in the theater sat in their seats quietly watching the subtitles and senna's video finished, wiped away their tears, and then left slowly.
At this time, my friend said: Are you alright?
It's okay, you just know what's going to happen, so it's harder to see that clip again.
How did you know his car was going to crash in that corner?
I smiled and said nothing. I have watched that video countless times, and that scene has long been engraved in my heart and cannot be erased.
Today, when the F1 movement is burning more and more money, when the engineers of each team are constantly improving the technical content of the racing car, when the FIA constantly revises the rules in order to suppress individual drivers and teams, F1 is the most primitive and most passionate but also The most dangerous fighting spirit is gone. Therefore, under the attack of commercialization and profit, there is no pure victory anymore.
So, salute to the great ayrton senna.
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