Differences in regional culture and appearance have shaped the diametrically opposed personalities of Austrian driver Niki Ronda and British driver James Hunt. These appearances reflect the very different values of the two people, and this is the charm of the story.
At first glance, winning the F1 world championship is the common pursuit of the two, but if you go deeper, you will find that for Ronda, the championship is by no means a phased goal, but a psychological complex that he wants to put into a lifetime. Hunter's valiant and valiant natural beauty does not have his close friends who share weal and woe. From family opposition to winning championships, from joining the team at his own expense to designing his own car, he is always alone on the track of life. We may think that Rhonda is too serious and lacks the romance of seeing youth, but I think this is because he values the track above Mount Tai, above everything else, and already regards it as the biggest gamble of his life, is The only way to realize self-worth is to be cautious and step by step, in order to obtain lasting joy and satisfaction, and to feel the beating of one's own pulse forever in the long life.
In contrast, the champion in Hunter's heart is more romantic. It may not be immortal and solemn, but it must show a glimpse of gorgeousness. It can fail a thousand times, but it must be enjoyed at least once. I am the only one who attracts the attention of the world, even if it is short-lived and abruptly stopped, I am willing to do whatever it takes to fight for it. For him, the track is more like a stage than a gamble. The result is important, but as long as you have it once, why not force it blindly, enjoying the wonderful is the precious thing. When he has tasted the taste of victory, he will turn to him to find other wonderful things, to shape other possible forms of life.
I think this attitude of "exciting is greater than victory" is exactly what makes Rhonda jealous of Hunter. Rhonda's ordinary appearance and withdrawn personality make it difficult for him to be so handsome, because except when he crosses the finish line of the track Victory, he can't seem to find something to replace. When he treated the enemy as a gift, Hunter said goodbye to the track, just like a like-minded friend who suddenly left without saying goodbye, leaving him alone to drive alone on the track, where loneliness and sighs are inevitable.
I don't want to measure which of the two is more persistent or who is more free and easy, which is meaningless. In my opinion, they are all winners of life, equally admirable and worthy of admiration. Different situations build different lives, and they all do the same thing—to treat their own life with a sincere heart, to win the victory they believe in, and the real victory is to open this line. Own your own life track, win or lose by heart, no complaints or regrets, gains and losses, no need for praise or criticism.
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